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The sacredness of death and birth

The sacredness of death and birth

October 7th, 2007, is the day my dad died. He was in Houston, TX, and I was in Deming, NM. I remember the phone ringing around 6:30 am with the news. He missed my mom terribly, and my faith assures me he was dancing to Little Joe Y La Familia with his bride that...