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At 11 PM on an August night, laying on a recliner next to my elderly dad laying on his recliner, his prof was at Princeton, Albert Einstein, my dad and I would watch the shooting stars way up in the Adirondack Mountains. I was so very blessed to watch many nights in the summers the celestial handiwork firing off beautiful stars~ enormous and seemingly close in proximity~ all the while Dad would say with his Kentucky accent, wow, will you look at that~ those stars are light years away from us. Dad taught us of all his southern and Cherokee ways~ The shooting stars along with the chorus of the air and the animals of the forest night~ to me that’s love~

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hav missed you,....so nice to 'hear' your words again,....thank you,.. ps. I'm confused, is this not a source of social media as well?

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