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Dad and I have been hanging out together for the last couple days. We went to see Over the Hedge today. No matter what, he keeps thinking about his mom and how he found her and what she looked like. I keep thinking that all my favorite relatives are dead now. Dad and I are breaking away from the family after this all shakes out. We also priced hot tubs for the porch and also trips to England, Scotland, France and Germany to retrace where grandpa was in WWII. Either that, or we are going to go see a few civil war places. Who knows. I would be happy with a trip to Disney World and a week of drinking in all the countries.