This mighty guy I walked past twice a day since I got here - I said good morning and good afternoon each day. He stood post outside the gate watching over us and gave me strength when hauling big wagons of trash to the dumpster. Now the poor soul broken in the storm and his time at his post has come to an end. He will bring warmth to a neighbor during the cold winter but I will miss him even thou we only knew each other for such a short time. Fond Farewell....
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