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Tag Archives: dad
Set in Stone
Mark, the earthly destination of your Last Ride was set in stone this weekend. A year after we sent you off in the style you loved. I didn’t realize how hard this anniversary would be. I thought I was ‘over’ … Continue reading
Posted in Everyday Circus
Tagged dad, grief, last ride, Mark, memorial day, Nathan, North Dakota life, QCS Ranch
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Thanks for the memories!
Sometimes it’s hard to remember the lesson my dad tried so hard to instill in me: that making memories is so much more important than getting stuff done!
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Tagged Cub Cadet, dad, dan duerre, family, father's day, horses, medora, Nathan, nd, North Dakota life
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Daddy’s Girl
My father gave me the greatest gift anyone could give another person: he believed in me. Jim Valvano I was always a daddy’s girl. My dad was one of those rare fathers nearly half a century ago (wow, am I … Continue reading