Long Time Update Slimland
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sorry about your loss slimland. i have often wonder how you were doing. i am not on here as much as i used to be, but still check in every now and again. again, my condolences and will keep you and your family in my prayers.
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#12
Not good.... I'm coming apart at the seams.
Cycle of life and all... we all have to face. I'm doing my best, and I know God will do the rest. ....I keep waking from a dream, and I'm still in this world. :block:I love this scene with Chief Dan George. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uLso0ZBqOi4
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You can twist perceptions Reality won't budge You can raise objections I will be the judge And the jury Neil Peart
#13
Slimland that was a beautiful poem ... I know she will honor it for the rest of her life. Your a good Man, an honorable Man ... may God hold you up till your able to get back on your feet and see the sun shining once more. Try not to be a stranger around here. Missed you (hugs)
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You can twist perceptions Reality won't budge You can raise objections I will be the judge And the jury Neil Peart
#14
You know Mommee I remember when you came to this board.. and You have always been great to me. Thank you.. I have noticed a lot of people not on here anymore.
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You can twist perceptions Reality won't budge You can raise objections I will be the judge And the jury Neil Peart
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High Flight
Oh! I have slipped the surly bonds of earth And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings; Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth Of sun-split clouds - and done a hundred things You have not dreamed of - wheeled and soared and swung High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung My eager craft through footless halls of air. Up, up the long delirious, burning blue, I've topped the windswept heights with easy grace Where never lark, or even eagle flew - And, while with silent lifting mind I've trod The high untresspassed sanctity of space, Put out my hand and touched the face of God. Pilot Officer Gillespie Magee No 412 squadron, RCAF Killed 11 December 1941
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