Touchstones

At my Dad’s memorial this past weekend brother Tom gave me a box with something in it. He had acquired this coffee mug at some point over the years from Dad and he passed it on to me, knowing my love, admiration and respect for such things.

Whether you call it a touchstone or a talisman or just something to connect, it obviously means a great deal to me.

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One Response to Touchstones

  1. Laur says:

    It’s perfect.

    Are those more photos to scan?

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