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The writer does not want to be know, just remembered as a man who live before he died.

Howard had one more blog that he was working on. His issue was that he had three different stories but they were all about termites. Which story did he want to tell? He had scattered notes on all of them. In his last days, he told all three of them to me. Two were voice recorded but one was not. That one was my favorite and, on his birth date, I put it down in writing.

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