Imagine.
Mother Teresa's own pen.
That special.
(This photo was taken on our summer vacation to Little Rock, Arkansas. Where my boys knew the answer to most any question we asked was "Bill Clinton.")
Sunday, October 9, 2011
GRAS Day Nine.
I'm always surprised (yet not really) at the power of correspondence. Written, heart-felt, stamped correspondence. Each time I retrieve a real letter from my mailbox, it may as well be from Mother Teresa. It's that special.
Imagine.
Mother Teresa's own pen.
That special.
(This photo was taken on our summer vacation to Little Rock, Arkansas. Where my boys knew the answer to most any question we asked was "Bill Clinton.")
Imagine.
Mother Teresa's own pen.
That special.
(This photo was taken on our summer vacation to Little Rock, Arkansas. Where my boys knew the answer to most any question we asked was "Bill Clinton.")
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