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William Jesse Wallen circa 1960 |

"Home is where one starts from. As we grow older the world becomes stranger, the pattern more complicated of dead and living. Not the intense moment, isolated, with no before and after, but a lifetime burning in every moment. And not the lifetime of one man only, but of old stones that cannot be deciphered." ----- T. S. Eliot, 1888-1965 "Four Quartets, East Coker" (1940)
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William Jesse Wallen circa 1960 |
Well, at least you think you know where his cremains are buried.
ReplyDeleteAt 70, they had nerve, and why not! LOL
Great story. May he rest in peace.
Funny story, I better make arrangements, would not like to be burried on an unmarked grave.
ReplyDeleteClever! I think I might have gone for a general sprinkling somewhere, but they kept the family together in one spot. I like it.
ReplyDeleteCovert and daring, yes, but oh so sentimental, too. Loyal family to the end.
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