To the members of my family who are no longer with us, I’d like to say I’m sorry. There is a quote by Stephen Dunn I’ve always loved; he says, “Our parents died at least twice, the second time when we forgot their stories.” I hope by remembering your stories, the good and the bad, you can forgive me for sharing parts of your lives you may have wished to have kept private. Kenny Porpora
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I'd like to share a quote from Stephen Dunn with you. This quote is one I've always loved and I hope you can forgive me for sharing parts of your lives you may have wished to have kept private.

Source: The Autumn Balloon

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