“For our mother Flora Park in loving memory.” So read, approximately, a small plaque on the backrest of a bench in the SF arboretum. “Aaw,” I thought, “How nice that she was loved.” And then, “How sad that they lost
Death beneath the surface

“For our mother Flora Park in loving memory.” So read, approximately, a small plaque on the backrest of a bench in the SF arboretum. “Aaw,” I thought, “How nice that she was loved.” And then, “How sad that they lost