SNAFU Revisited

Remember THIS?

Anyway, my cousin, a former State Police Dispatcher, tried using her contacts to get the information I wanted.

Her old boss got a copy of the confession/report and read a few bits to her.

She said there was considerably more damaage than my mother was led to believe and that I really DON’T want to read it, and to just let it go.

And you know what, I think I will.

I don’t want to remember my father like that. I’ve always just pictured him “whole” and “pretty” in the casket, and I’d like to keep it that way.


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