“Beautiful young people are accidents of nature, but beautiful old people are works of art.” ~ Unknown
morning coffee
Becky Ryder and Gordon Hogg have floated in and out of my life since I first met them nearly twenty-five years ago, and every time has been significant. They are not inconsequential friends, and it was an honor to introduce them to my aunts Barb and Lois at the yard sale. Shero, Stacy, and I have talked about them with fondness today. Keepers. That’s what they are.
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