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August 15, 2016

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Sarah

I had that same sense of dad being there, Eric. Now I'm wishing I had called you a week before the reunion, when I found myself sitting alone in the car, crying and feeling that acute pain in missing dad.
It's so rare that we remember things the same way, from such different perspectives, but this -- this is exactly how I remember our weekend in Estes Park. Lots of love, food, and family.

Lester Picker

Wonderful, Eric. So well written, poignant, and slice-of-life real.

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