Dale passed away two days ago. For almost three years I've chronicled his fight with cancer: here, here, here, and here. Seeing him every week, I watched the light in his eyes gradually diminish until finally, last Sunday, he was alive but no longer fully present. His struggle ended, but his family's burden remains as they wrestle with grief and the mundane tasks of dismantling a life's residue. Keep them in your prayers.
These last two weeks have been pretty sad.
But not as sad as the fear of Chuck Woolery.
Or the fate of a hapless burglar:
Little Boy Heroically Shoots, Mutilates Burglar
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This post has made me bi-polar!
I don't know how to feel!
AUGH!
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