Jim Ken Annie David Willie Paul Pete
This last week had been one of mixed emotions. My son, Jimmy, died last Monday at the age of 52 after a four year battle with lung cancer. I spent most of the week in Dickinson, ND with his family. There was great joy as the Taylor's and the Hellman's got together; and there were many tears and much grief as we all remembered what this man has meant to us over the years.
For the last several years when the Taylor clan has been together we have managed to get a picture line-up of the oldest to the youngest. The above picture shows what a space is left. Both Jim and his mother are absent from us and together in heaven. It may be a long tme before we are all together again.
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Maybe it won't be too long. I love this family and miss the members who are gone from us. It is the undying love for each other that manages to get us through.
So was it planned that the plant and trellis are right where Jimmy would be.
No, I just stepped aside to leave room. The symbol was serendipity. When will we all be together? If a thousand years is as a day, then in the blink of an eye.
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