On this “Good Friday” (traditionally, the Friday before Easter)… I think back to my childhood days… where every year on this Good Friday Morning, I would go with my grandfather to a Mens Breakfast and hear a short sermon and eat a really great breakfast… and spend some time with my grandfather… this was very important to me, and I miss it. My grandfather passed away almost 5 years ago and I often think about him on Good Friday.
Mandrake
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