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There Is Only Time

Last summer, Uncle Jeff came to town and thudded an old Ziploc on the table. "Brought some of your dad's old stuff," he declared. A single hand hovered over the bag. "Got it from your aunt." In the thirty years since my father was killed in action, many similar bags and boxes have been handed…

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