"Never allow life make you forget why you started in the first place." Inky Johnson
It's good trail but unfamiliar and quiet enough to listen as I attempt to imagine his voice in my head telling me, "Short pine grove, white rock, past that hill, the old place."
Four wheeler trail to the right. Then left. How far was that?
Today I am grateful to be able to honor a mother, a father, a brother, a family, a son.
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