July 7th, 2013 This was going to be my journal, but I guess it's just going to end up being a summary & my goodbye to you. There is so much I want to say & yet now there is so little time.  This is between you & me & I am counting on & trusting in our friendship & love to stay that way. When Doug finds my medicine bag that Ralph made for me, I would like him to give it back to Ralph.  He knows what needs to be done with it & I would like it to be put somewhere that we used to go when we were kids.  Maybe you could suggest that it be in Thomsonville in the woods that dad bought when he was a young teenager.  I remember the walks we took there as a family when we would go camping or on our Sunday drives.  Another spot would be where we went sledding as kids, out in the jungle by the fort, but I'm thinking it's too populated now.  I'm sure he'll know the right place to offer it up at.