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Wisconsin River, USA.
A hooded robber burst into a Texas bank
and forced the tellers to load a sack full of cash.
On his way out the door a brave Texas
customer grabbed the hood and pulled it off revealing the robber's face.
The robber shot the customer without a moment's hesitation.
He then looked around the bank and noticed one of the tellers looking straight
at him. The robber instantly shot him also.
Everyone else, by now very scared, looked intently down at the floor in
silence.
The robber yelled, "Well, did anyone else see my face?"
There are a few moments of utter silence in which everyone was plainly afraid
to speak. Then one old man tentatively raised his hand and said,
"My wife got a pretty good look at you."
Climbing an antenna which is taller than the sears tower, with no cage.
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Mark Twain
My Pride And Joy. God gave to me a precious gift in nineteen eighty three, Copyright ©2005 Sally Y Hemingway 
Not knowing just how you'd turn out, there was no guarantee.
And yet throughout your growing years you filled my heart with pride,
And always I've been here for you, your Mother and your guide.
I watched with love which filled my heart the day you started school,
A handsome child with great big eyes, you soon became my jewel.
Your kindly gentle nature, thrilled everyone you met,
The special bond between us two just isn't finished yet.
So soon you grew into a man, a sight which made me glad,
The facets of your character, remind me of my Dad.
Such kind and gentle humour, affectionate and kind,
A precious and more loving son it would be hard to find.
The way you walk behind me, and hug me without measure,
Your tactile soft affection, is such a priceless treasure.
And then you sing a song to me, and cast at me a glance,
Arms open wide, you sweep me up, as we enjoy a dance.
I know you are a man now, but affection you still show,
Yet hard it is as time does pass, when I must let you go.
And when you do face danger, the same as with your brother,
I know that you're still learning, although I am your Mother.
Such pride I feel inside me, such gratitude and joy,
That you will always be to me, my own sweet " Danny Boy".
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Piece of film taken by myself.
"The purpose of life is
not to be happy. It
is to be useful,
To be honorable, to
be compassionate, to have
it make some
Difference that you have
lived and lived well."
Ralph Waldo Emerson
by Jane Powell
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