Death
 

If you were going to die this evening with no opportunity to communicate with anyone, what would you most regret not having told someone? Why haven't you told them yet?

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(shiver) ...I don't think there is anything to tell anyone that I have not told them...but knowing I was going there are several things I would have wanted to re-state...like telling my wife and daughter how much I love them and how much I would want them to carry on proudly and to continue to be good people after I was gone. ...(shiver)....

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tell my mother how much I loved her and would miss her....she died when I was 14...44 yrs ago. It's one of the main regrets of my life.

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Telling the Mrs how much I love her

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Where I hid the loot from the robberies.........;) .
I would guess that most people would regret not having told some loved one how much they were loved. I have always tried to tell my loved ones how much I love them, but I've probably fallen short in that privilege.

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Don't spend it all in one place (my life insurance):evil:

Seriously, I would makes sure I told all of my loved ones how much I loved them. I am sometimes too much of a diciplinarian (military/law enforcement background), and I fell that my daughter thinks she disappoints me, so I would want to make sure that she knew how proud she has made me. This made me think, I brag to averybody else about her accomplishments, but often times forget to tell her.:(

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Rosebud

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:laugh:

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It's a sled




OOOPS :D

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Tell JN to keep playing EE....and bench Clayton.

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Not telling John Allen face to face what a criminal he is :laugh:

Seriously, I'd probably regret being at work tonight instead of home.

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Nothing.

I talk a lot. :D

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O, Death
O, Death
Won't you spare me over til another year
Well what is this that I can't see
With ice cold hands takin' hold of me
Well I am death, none can excel
I'll open the door to heaven or hell
Whoa, death someone would pray
Could you wait to call me another day
The children prayed, the preacher preached
Time and mercy is out of your reach
I'll fix your feet til you cant walk
I'll lock your jaw til you cant talk
I'll close your eyes so you can't see
This very air, come and go with me
I'm death I come to take the soul
Leave the body and leave it cold
To draw up the flesh off of the frame
Dirt and worm both have a claim
O, Death
O, Death
Won't you spare me over til another year
My mother came to my bed
Placed a cold towel upon my head
My head is warm my feet are cold
Death is a-movin upon my soul
Oh, death how you're treatin' me
You've close my eyes so I can't see
Well you're hurtin' my body
You make me cold
You run my life right outta my soul
Oh death please consider my age
Please don't take me at this stage
My wealth is all at your command
If you will move your icy hand
Oh the young, the rich or poor
Hunger like me you know
No wealth, no ruin, no silver no gold
Nothing satisfies me but your soul
O, death
O, death
Wont you spare me over til another year
Wont you spare me over til another year
Wont you spare me over til another year

--Ralph Stanley