Back in late 80's, Mom and I made a date to go to a museum in Denver for a "Hollywood" exhibit. She drove up from Colorado Springs, and I drove down from college in Boulder. We had lunch and spent the day browsing the exhibits. It was such a wonderful day. The highlight was seeing the actual Scarecrow costume from "The Wizard of Oz." God, I miss her!
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I wish we could have our loved ones back after they've died. I'd give anything to have my brother back.
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