Jan. 29, 2018
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Here I go off the wildflower reservation again. For many, many years my Christmas stocking was stocked with razor blades from my in-laws. Ruth and Bob have now been gone for many years. Only yesterday did I finally buy more blades. I’m sure they never expected their small act of thoughtfulness to only now die out. Neither did I. I hope I thanked them enough. Sometimes small acts make memories that echo forever.
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