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This is nostalgic cuz we used to do this as kids and the best roads were the curvy ones. Country roads and charlaps back in the day.

My son, Dan, died 5 years ago at the age of 28 of a bilateral pulmonary embolism that had been diagnosed as bronchitis. Every time I look in the mirror at a new bulge or wrinkle, I am briefly horrified. Then I think of Dan, and wish he had had the privilege to grow old enough for wrinkles. I would give anything to see a wrinkle on his beautiful face.