…the grains of sand in the upper half represent the time that we’re losing with each passing day, hour and moment…

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…the grains of sand in the upper half represent the time that we’re losing with each passing day, hour and moment…
I quickly wiped the tears from my eyes so I could see who was calling me. It didn’t matter because I was so hysterical that
October, 1976. I was handed the telephone and listened closely to my father’s words on the other end. “I’m going to put you on the