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

Thursday, July 17, 2014

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Wednesday, July 16, 2014

Nicolethorne123.hello..L-O..S..T..__ W..E-I G_H_T-__..T-H..E-__ N..A_T U_R A..L--_W A_Y

__________________________________________________________________________________________Ruthie and everyone in the master bedroom.
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