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farewell twenty-eleven
i still remember when bella walked back from rinsing her hands, she commented on how ice cold the water was, and this in august.
i'm thankful marty and i had a year with enough health and friendship and opportunity for our children to feel the cool bite of a rocky mountain lake. it is a small mark of many other fortunes. monorail permalink |
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