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Thursday, May 18, 2006
Last night I attended my daughter's graduation from the DARE program, which is offered in Britsh Columbia's school system.
The ceremony was quite elaborate (presumably to reinforce to the kids the importance of resisting drugs & alcohol) and went on for two hours but, it was well worth it. Ex1 and I sat at the same table and chatted about the three kids. I can't speak for her, but I look at her now and cannot really picture myself married to her.
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The ceremony was quite elaborate (presumably to reinforce to the kids the importance of resisting drugs & alcohol) and went on for two hours but, it was well worth it. Ex1 and I sat at the same table and chatted about the three kids. I can't speak for her, but I look at her now and cannot really picture myself married to her.
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