
Unfortunately, this was all to change. When I was seven, a chain of sad circumstances led to my removal from the island and the family that I knew. I would have no contact for fifty years.
I recently returned to Whidbey Island, visiting places of remembrance, and the graves of those I lost so long ago.
I found the wild rhododendrons.
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