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One Of The Inescapable Encumbrances Of Leading An Interesting Life Is That There Have To Be Moments When You Almost Lose It.

I Hate To Mention Age, But I Come From An Era When We Weren't Consumed By Technology And Television.

I Arm Myself With Punch Lines And A Big Old Water Gun.

Grief Is Like The Wake Behind A Boat. It Starts Out As A Huge Wave That Follows Close Behind You And Is Big Enough To Swamp And Drown You If You Suddenly Stop Moving Forward. But If You Do Keep Moving, The Big Wake Will Eventually Dissipate. And After A Long Time, The Waters Of Your Life Get Calm Again, And That Is When The Memories Of Those Who Have Left Begin To Shine As Bright And As Enduring As The Stars Above.