Jen’s Cross

I am currently sitting on the 10:50am train to Croton Harmon and was just looking out the window. I knew we were approaching Cold Spring but I didn’t think I would be able to see Jen’s cross from the train. I knew it was hers. There was the huge cross and the white metal one.

Now I’m trying not to cry. I wasn’t ready to see it.

Miss you Jen.

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