I WISH
“I WISH IT NEED NOT HAVE HAPPENED IN MY TIME,” SAID FRODO.
“SO DO I,” SAID GANDOLF, “AND SO DO ALL WHO LIVE TO SEE SUCH TIMES. BUT THAT IS NOT FOR THEM TO DECIDE. ALL WE HAVE TO DECIDE IS WHAT TO DO WITH THE TIME THAT IS GIVEN US.”
J.R.R. TOLKIEN, THE FELLOWSHIP OF THE RING
Sheila Morris
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junior class secretary in 1963? seriously?
I would like to say this was photo shopped by my friend James Ray Couser from West Columbia, Texas when I saw it on his Facebook page today, but I pulled out my 1963 Gusher yearbook and there it was… … Continue reading
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