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Another memory pendant made with fine silver metal clay, it measures two inches in diameter.  I have very few photos of my parents together.  They were newly wed and it would be several years before I became a twinkle in my father’s eye.  They were in love, the war was over, and the future held great promise.  Funny how things change and fairy tales crumble.  Down the road, their destinies followed separate paths.  My father lived to be seventy-one.  My mother, at eighty-seven,  just passed away.  This post is dedicated to her.

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