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Traveling home


Last updated 9/18/2020 at 7:51am

You know, Lord, the following is an old story, but having just lost a couple of friends, this story seemed somewhat right on, so to speak. The author of this "long ago" story is unknown, but it seemed so fitting for this little description to be shared, so here goes: "A little boy was riding alone on a train on a very hot day when all of the travelers were extremely uncomfortable; and the scenery was not too interesting at all as they passed through the desert of Arizona. A lady sitting beside the little boy asked him, 'Aren't you a little tired of this hot long ride?' The little boy smiled...

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