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I used to help my dad as a hoddie. He would tell me stories as I shoveled "mud" for him and climbed bricks up the scaffolding. He would ask me whether the mortar kept the bricks together, or apart. After considerable discussion on many occasions, we agreed it was... both. Regardless of which, it was an interesting way for me to learn that you can see things in different ways.
When I was young I helped my dad to build a wall of bricks. He showed me how to mix the mortar so it rightly sticks. Start with water, then cement, some sand and then some lime, roll it in a mixer and take it out before its time. But something he would ask me caused me trouble in my heart: does it hold the bricks together or instead keep them apart?

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Date: 1/15/2020 1:16:00 AM
A wonderful way to look at life. Everything means different things to different people for reasons known only to them. Great job!
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Date: 1/14/2020 2:42:00 PM
Nice one. Very clever. Never thought of it that way! It keeps them apart but strongly bound close! To cement the relationship!
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Date: 6/10/2018 5:45:00 PM
Such a clever little quip. Love your style.
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Cary Snowden
Date: 6/11/2018 12:19:00 AM
Thanks, Robert. My dad really did ask me that question, and I always marveled that it represented being able to see things in two different ways. Thanks again for the notes, it has been wonderful to hear from you. -Cary
Date: 6/2/2018 6:10:00 AM
Wonderful ink! Makes one think ;) xomo!
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Cary Snowden
Date: 6/3/2018 12:14:00 AM
Nice one, Maureen! Thank you for saying so! -Cary