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http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3093/2724031099_6c8eedbe80.jpg?v=0 CONNIE SHANNON A year ago August, buy no rx procardia I decided to return to Dallas for a Family Reunion. It was a decision I wouldn’t make until a week before the reunion was planned. I remember being outside on my back deck a week before and feeling a strong nudge from somewhere out there that I should go back, buy no rx procardia  suit up and show up for my parents, buy no rx procardia who are both deceased and who would have wanted me to make the trip. As well I felt a need and desire to represent the Shannon side of the family, buy no rx procardia which is rather slim in number. Looking back a year later, buy no rx procardia if not before, buy no rx procardia I am aware of how significant that trip was for me to take. I received much clarity from my weekend back in Big D. 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The Shannons were buried next to the Wildwood Chapel where I remember my Grandfather’s service took place, buy no rx procardia and is pictured above. In the end, buy no rx procardia largely due to the fact I was no longer living there, buy no rx procardia and perhaps more importantly not to ignite what would have become a confrontation with my brothers, buy no rx procardia  I signed the Agreement to have the Shannon family transferred. Six years later (or five and a half), buy no rx procardia I found myself at the Sparkman Hillcrest cemetary, buy no rx procardia where all the families were buried. After we had arrived and viewed the areas where the Leachman relatives had been buried, buy no rx procardia I, buy no rx procardia obviously, buy no rx procardia  wondered and was anxious to see where the Shannons were buried, buy no rx procardia especially because there had been the push to move them there years back. I asked my brother Jim where they were located. 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