My husband and I were standing at our living room window, watching a man walking down the distant road. The man lived nearby in a broken down house. Every day he walked two miles to a neighborhood bar where he spent his time.
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Letter For A Soldier Returning Home…
The older you grow the greater is your responsibility toward life, society, and the two people who created you, your Mother and Father.
Memories, Friends, and Observations 