Merry Christmas Chloe. This is the third Christmas without you and each one is as heartbreaking as the first. Saw the Morning Star shining brightly in the eastern sky this morning and it reminded me of you. I know you’re looking down on us as we are looking up at you. You will always be my sparkling Morning Star and I will always love and miss you. Love, Grandpa.
— John Calhoun
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