Peace Like A River


It was a wide river, mistakable for a lake or even an ocean unless you'd been wading and knew its current. Somehow I'd crossed it... Now I saw the stream regrouped below, flowing on through what might've been vineyards, pastures, orhards... It flowed between and alongside the rivers of people; from here it was no more than a silver wire winding toward the city. - Leif Enger, Peace Like A River

Thursday, October 16, 2003

Brr, was a little chilly here this morning, and is cold in the building here at work.

When I left this morning, John was sitting on the floor looking at a Berenstein's bear book. I heard him counting something.

Quite often lately John was been walking around saying "Help, Help!" He must have heard that on one of his videos or something.

So, the Cubs completed the choke. Gack. Well, ya gotta respect the Marlins team. They have some talented players, and they played tough when no one was pulling for them.

A good game tonight, Yankees and Red Sox in Game 7. I'll miss a lot of it though, as I have a deacons meeting.

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