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Friday, September 06, 2019


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Your grandfather set the example of 50 (lifelong) years of commitment and love songs. That music meant the same exalted things to each of them, and they sang them to each other, and they kept the faith between them. I never heard of either of them betraying that love or association for any reason. It seems clear to me that it took both of them to achieve this balance and earn your respect. They shared real magic. Practical magic was a very small part of that. It doesn't seem like the real lesson they exemplified was learned?

If your expectations were not met, it might be because it's based on something that you don't value, have, or can afford?

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