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RON DIXON People speak of you less often now. The things you did are being done by others. I no longer notice your lingering presence in every room. Then an old friend calls and we tell forgotten tales or I find a place of yours not yet emptied by my grieving. I am touched by the reality of you once more and quietly I celebrate your continuance. See you when I get there, love Jess.

As published in Winnipeg Free Press on Dec 06, 2018