I’m not a religious man, but sitting at head of the table where my grandfather would have normally sit, I looked around to my rarely-assembled family, all eagerly awaiting the feast. I said grace, his grace, and all was perfect.
Photo by sociotard
Dark stories, tales of whimsy and random brain droppings.
Dark stories, tales of whimsy and random brain droppings.
I’m not a religious man, but sitting at head of the table where my grandfather would have normally sit, I looked around to my rarely-assembled family, all eagerly awaiting the feast. I said grace, his grace, and all was perfect.
Photo by sociotard
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