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She's alright. Getting old, getting weak, but not dieing yet. She's seen more miles than I have but still inspires me to keep driving. I'm lucky to still have my mom a thousand miles away to talk to. I hope you still talk to yours; a thousand miles away... or further.

She's alright. Getting old, getting weak, but not dieing yet. She's seen more miles than I have but still inspires me to keep driving. I'm lucky to still have my mom a thousand miles away to talk to. I hope you still talk to yours; a thousand miles away... or further.

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I suppose I'm lucky. I've always been a "say it once" kind of person. I learned it from her so the flu hoax never came between us. She made a choice and has to live with it just like everyone else. She raised me ask to questions; we just accepted different answers. She's wise to the jews and their nigger tools even if she's too polite to say it. I'm just glad I get to hear her voice after all she gave me.