tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440911630376901620.post2014917309882543526..comments2023-08-12T02:21:20.157-07:00Comments on CANNON BEACH LOG: GRAVE WALKINGDavid Robinsonhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14526182508971564981noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6440911630376901620.post-23442264009901700462009-06-30T04:24:56.836-07:002009-06-30T04:24:56.836-07:00Enjoyed your blog very very much, David. As a litt...Enjoyed your blog very very much, David. As a little girl of ten or so, we moved to Olympia and I was often alone. (We had a little hamburger drive in) There was an old cemetery across the highway and I would often go walk among the stones, pondering life and death. (my father had died when I was 3 and my best friend, a cousin when I was ten and he was thirteen from drowning). I was not afraid but curious as I still am now. Perhaps I always knew it was inevitable, perhaps that's why the Lord found me. Sue (Have a wonderful 4th with your family and friends)Suesohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15272567664605562692noreply@blogger.com