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We went for a walk. I played Cotton Fields for him to listen. He told me 'bout a song Grampa liked. He remembered half a line and that the song was dedicated to a certain Lucie. I googled that half line and played the song. It took a while before it got to those fee words he remembered, but by that time a smile appeared on his face, that is so familiar. I felt in a glimpse a deep connection going beyond time and space. A connection to my dad, and from him to Grampa and through him, between us all. We shared a moment, they shared another, but all these moments are connected, the present moment wouldn't have been, without the past ones. And we had Rolly with us!
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