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That 11 year old girl was herself spinning in space. Singing her heart out on that stump along the path. Listening to the adults in the front seat embarking on uncharted territory holding yet more

uncertainty.

I just wanted to hold that 11 year old girl in my arms, tell her that her chest would stop burning and she was loved.

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❤️❤️❤️

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I always read your poems aloud. Such a talent you have! It’s like you are sitting here in my living room.

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Thank you so much, Pat! I'm thrilled that you read them out loud; I do myself, dozens of times, while I'm finishing them. When they sound "right" to me, read aloud, is when I know I've got them right.

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Thank you for transporting me to another world: The time, space, events, and feelings of that 11 year old girl. Beautiful

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The 11 year old girl is grateful to have company in her world. ❤️

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Same timeframe as mine. Very touching, all of it.thanks

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Thanks so much, Weston.

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And I dreaded 4-H Camp.

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Birds of a feather...!

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A thing of beauty! Thanks for sharing and awakening my own memories.

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Thanks so much for reading, Caro!

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Reminded me of my own experience watching those first steps on the moon on a small black and white tv in the kitchen of the fast-food restaurant where I was working. Thanks for bringing that memory back for me.

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One of the collective "where were you when..." moments for our generation. Thank you for reading, Sally.

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Beautiful.

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I'm glad you liked it, Jonathan - and thank you for the Restack as well.

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