Life has no smooth road for any of us; and in the bracing atmosphere of a high aim the very roughness stimulates the climber to steadier steps, till the legend, over steep ways to the stars, fulfills itself.
W. C. Doane

Wednesday, July 16, 2014

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__________________________________________________________________________________________Ruthie and everyone in the master bedroom.
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Holding her blanket was doing.
Debbie and since we could feel better.

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