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My sister wants to use a burial plot. She doesn't own. My sister, 54 female and I 63 male,

are estranged for a lot of reasons. She was the golden child. I was given a 63 Chevy pickup

when I got my driver's license. She got

a Mustang convertible. I went to college and she did drugs and had children without marriage.

I got student debt. She got a mobile home which she of course lost due to drugs. She had two

wonderful kids that we were able to get taken from her and are doing well.

Our father raised them. My father and mother were divorced in the 1970s due in part to the stress

of my sister. My mother tried to help her. She let her live with her and helped her get jobs,

but she always relapsed. So now to the present situation.

My father died four years ago.

I bought him a nice burial plot in Bozeman, Montana.

The plot is in my name and is in a very nice location in the veteran section.

My mother died last summer.

I went up and was at the hospital when she died.

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