One Wednesday, about a million years ago, I was sitting in a back yard in Montgomery, with my father-in-law in a nearby chair, my baby daughter and my dog Monty playing in the grass. I remember thinking, On how many future Wednesdays will I remember this wonderful day?
It all breaks down, but the memory, the picture, does not dissolve.
Wednesday, May 7, 2014
A Wednesday When Life Was Beautiful
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