9
9 in flowers in memory of those brave Georgians who died on 9 April 1989.
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jim holroyd 365
a foreigner in Tbilisi, trying to make sense of my world
9
9 in flowers in memory of those brave Georgians who died on 9 April 1989.
My father’s last wish was to visit Georgia. Sadly he died of mesothelyom which meant he was not allowed to fly in his last months and I sorted a complicated train journey for us but he just didn’t make it … but this event was rent to his heart and by proxy he rent it to mine. My number is 9. His was too. Thank you for posting this.
sorry, your father was unable to make it. My father never made it to Georgia, either.
I hope to get there one day – I’m sorry your father didnt
Somber entry.
janet
indeed, my wife was there on 9 April 1989, she didn’t think she’d make it out alive, but she survived….
Jim, that must have been terrible. I’m so thankful she made it!
so am I