Part 7, the last in this series, concludes with the most senior ranking Wintory, my beloved grandfather Nicol Wintory (with tremendous special thanks to my uncle, Ken Wintory, for helping facilitate this recording):
Grown GrayWhy be afraid?Don't look behind.Humor defies age.Somehow, wintry watersHave a voice.We shall be togetherWhere silence soundsAnd wrinkled lipsFeel welcoming
Andy
Let the wick burn the wax away I suppose, and be better for it and all the dancing flames?
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