This is a picture of me and my boss, Mr. Tom Tutt, plus a couple of other co workers, outside our building. I think that is my laundry bag I am holding...not really sure...and I felt like wearing pink that day
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Peace when under fire
Peace--vertical and horizontal. So often I have thought of peace as merely peace within myself, peace with myself, peace in me. While that p...
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