My mother, Bobbi, in New Mexico, circa 1959. Hello friends, My mother died thirty years ago today. When I woke this morning I lay in bed thinking about that morning three decades ago, when I ran into her hospital room and found her dead. Too late to say goodbye, I clutched her body to mine and said it anyway. Goodbye, Mom. Goodbye, Mom. Goodbye.
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