“It's 3:57 PM on Tuesday July 4th. Currently i'm in Toma (sp?), Wisconsin. I'm about one mile from the 90/94 westbound split. The last time I saw this road was probably... easily... four years ago. And now I'm seeing it again for entirely the wrong reasons. It's hard not to reflect on the fact that... only a couple of weeks ago I could have driven up here to see Grandpa Shep for his 90th birthday. Now I'm driving up here to say goodbye to him. This is... this is far too hard for me right now. While I wish that I didn't have to do this, like the man in black said, 'I don't like it but I guess things happen that way.'”
Transcribed by: asetwoman
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