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02/26/07 Grif.Net

I didn’t know if my granddaughter had learned her colors yet, so I decided to test her. I would point out something and ask what color it was. She would tell me, and always she was correct. But it was fun for me, so I continued. At last she headed…

02/14/07 Grif.Net – Today

The beauty of my wife . . .            is not in the clothes she wears,            the figure that she carries,            or the way she combs her hair. The beauty of my wife . . .            is seen in her eyes,            because that is the doorway to her heart,            the…