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My backroad memorial
My favorite memories of my brother are of him in the driver's seat, tearing down dirt roads. So on nights when I miss him more than I can bear, I just turn up the radio, roll down the windows, and speed.
By Susan Straight [2007-04-09]

  • wonderful story

    reminds me of growing up in Colorado, back when dirt roads went on for miles thru dry fields, past decrepit, abandoned farms.

    -- doovinator
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    Sunday, April 8, 2007 08:12 PM
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