I knew last Fall, that Julie's Uncle was failing, and while every one else in the family told him he couldn't go out anymore, I said he can, and he will go out because he can ride with me. Our last 'ride' this fall was just as I knew it would be, and we laughed, got lost, found our way out, had a cup at the Kokadjo General store and he napped all the way back to Greenville. Francis Whitney passed away last night, knowing he had showed me all the spots he could remember.
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