Kristina Stefanko
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Nightsweepers
“One… two… three… oh yeah that one, too, four. I was leaving that one out. That should be enough for one day. Seven months old—how sad. Gone too soon. I do this for you, little guy.” These stories never get old. No one is like the other. You never see the same exact dates. The names are never duplicated. No one’s story ends the same because no one’s journey is remotely similar. “Thank you for your service, sir,” he says as he salutes.
By Kristina Stefanko4 years ago in Families
Nightsweepers
“One… two… three… oh yeah that one, too, four. I was leaving that one out. That should be enough for one day. Seven months old—how sad. Gone too soon. I do this for you, little guy.” These stories never get old. No one is like the other. You never see the same exact dates. The names are never duplicated. No one’s story ends the same because no one’s journey is remotely similar. “Thank you for your service, sir,” he says as he salutes.
By Kristina Stefanko4 years ago in Families
