Some years ago karri,Tracy and I went out on a mountain bike ride to the “tubs”, a popular swimming hole in southern Vermont. As we arrived Tracy’s front tire got caught up in a drain pipe across the road, she fell and cut her leg badly. We somehow made our way back to town and in the emergency room where the doctor got Tracy all patched up. Two nights ago I had a very vivid real like dream we had taken that same ride, only this time no fall for Tracy. As we rode over the last hill, our bikes rose off the road and we rode up to the clouds laughing……. My dream suddenley faded and I woke up. I will always remember Karri as a kind,caring wonderful kid so full of life. I wear my “karrihour” necklace daily in honor of a wonderful human being… Peace.
Donny W.
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