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I Believe

~~“I raise my hands and bow my head, I’m finding more and more truth written In the letters in red. They tell me there’s More to life than I can see Oh I Believe!”~~ Growing up, a wide eyed boy sitting on Grandpa's knees I'd listen to his stories of how he came to believe He proudly served in the big war, and very often asked, "Why did I survive?" Then look up to the sky and bow his head and pray. He'd talk of men, I'd never know and tell me how, "Because of them.. Your grandpa's still alive". He handed me a Book, and gave me just one task. Read this book, pay attention to the words in red, and grow up to be a man. Summers came and went and I grew to be the man I am. Grandpa's gone, and I've grown old... To share the stories in the Book, with my grandson Grateful for the lessons, I share it as Grandpa would have done. ~~I Believe~~ Brooks and Dunn Chris Matt's Contest~Favorite Music Lyrics

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Date: 10/14/2011 5:18:00 PM
That kind of inheritance is more precious than anything else. Isn't it amazing that it has lasted all your life. Bless your grampa's memory.
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Date: 8/15/2011 10:29:00 AM
Ssuch a lovely verse with some very special memories. Glad to read how special a grampa is in a little boy's life.
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