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There’s no photo with this week’s journal post. The only one you can see is your own image when you look into a mirror. The post is about you. And what I’ve been thinking about.
There’s no photo with this week’s journal post. The only one you can see is your own image when you look into a mirror. The post is about you. And what I’ve been thinking about.
Two elderly friends who regularly walked together waved down the MAT one cold winter day and simply asked for a ride around town. The driver complied. And away they went.
And thus, the GOMAT Men’s Fraternity was born.
Here’s a photo of the visit of the local Easter Bunny. Not the subject of this week’s journal posting, however. For what’s on my mind this week, click the link.
Here’s a sign of the times – posted in front of the Moab library. It also refers to the timeless tradition of telling stories. Everyone has a story to tell. Are they true?
Here’s a continuation of samples from my writer’s notebooks as were included in the novel, Third Wish. These are from Volume Two.