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Friday, February 28, 2014

 
I don’t recall finding any special “round rocks” as a kid. I was more interested in flat water-skippers or smooth amber quartz that sparkled in the sun as I washed them outside with cold water from the hose. But it would have been fun . . . especially since, like most kids in southern Indiana during the 40s and 50s, I’d heard every Bible story a thousand times. . . so odd things went through my head as I lay in bed.

# posted by pansypoo @ 8:45 PM
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