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|  | | Chicken Soup for the Father's Soul
Stories by various authors to open the hearts and rekindle the spirits of Fathers everywhere.
p style="text-align: center">font size="3">The Most Precious Gift/font>
p style="text-align: left; margin: 12pt 0in 0pt" class="MsoBodyText" align="left">font size="3"> I’ll never forget that warm summer day in July 1965, when my mother unexpectedly died of a still unexplained illness. She was only thirty-six.span style="mso-spacerun: yes"> /span>Later that afternoon, a police officer stopped by to ask my Fathers' permission for the hospital to use my Mother’s aortic valve from her heart and the corneas from her eyes. I was absolut | |  | | Through Her Eyes
Have you ever thought what it would be like not to see? I hadn't really thought about it until my daughter Wendy asked me that very question. There she stood, two days after my father's death, telling me how proud she was of my decision to donate his eyes so another person could see.
Never in my wildest imagination would I have guessed that two weeks from that day I would be signing donor papers - once again. Only this time it was for her.
p style="text-align: center;">span style="font-size: large;">i>span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">Through Her Eyes/b>/span>/i>/span>
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p style="text-align: center;">span style="font-size: medium;">span style="font-family: Times New Roman;">Linda Rivers /span>/span>
From the time Wendy Rivers was a small child, whenever she wanted something, it just happened. Her every dream became a re |
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