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Discovered Gifts

While in my parent's attic, years ago I found a dark brown, tattered, leather box and wondered what strange gift it might bestow therein, as I released the two brass locks. Inside, were grandma's paperweights- two rocks, a lantern-like desk lamp that lit her page for stories she had crafted through old age, and fountain pen, well used, to scribe her years- her past and present- there for me, onstage- through gifts of manuscripts- I held with tears. June 21, 2020

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Date: 6/22/2020 8:32:00 AM
What indeed,Sandra should we leave as a legacy in a box in the attic.Would make a good list contest theme.Love you inspirational photo on your home page.Stay creative
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Sandra Haight
Date: 6/27/2020 9:49:00 PM
Brian, thank you very much for your visit and your uplifting comments! Much appreciated! Sandra

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