I find the great thing in this world is not so much where we stand, as in what direction we are moving: To reach the port of heaven, we must sail sometimes with the wind and sometimes against it,--but we must sail, and not drift, nor lie at anchor. (OWH)
I guess Liz pulled the short stick, huh? Or maybe Dad was afraid to fall off again? Great work Liz, it looks great. Too bad you missed going to Grand Forks.
Now... how do I get down?
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I guess Liz pulled the short stick, huh? Or maybe Dad was afraid to fall off again?
Great work Liz, it looks great. Too bad you missed going to Grand Forks.
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