my name is not Liz Imbrie

By LizImbrie

going for a ride

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A bitter sweet afternoon in Portobello for Ryan's memorial.  So many friends had gathered to remember and express our love for a boy who we never had the chance to meet.  Beautiful music and poems.  I read a passage from one of Becca's favourite childhood stories (with the "help" of Dexter").  An opportunity to see lots of friends and resolve to see each other in happier circumstances.

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