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A Dying Man’s Last Request

Posted on July 5, 2012 by russtowne

My biological father (I’ll call him “RP” for the remainder of this post) was an avid golfer. He always dreamed of playing the Pebble Beach Golf Course. He and another man wanted to play the course together, so they began … Continue reading →

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