Snowy Road
It was May in the Mountain Road. My brother was so excited to see snow the first/last time in his life. He ran into kneel-deep snow and showed a unforgettable big smile. He liked that trip, I believe. He passed away when he was 31, 3 years after this trip with me. We are lucky to have modern tools to memorize the past.
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