Our Family: Shared Memories

Saturday, November 15, 2008

Shared Memories

1. As a comment on my blog, leave one memory that you and I (any of us) had together! It doesn't matter if you knew me a little or a lot, anything you remember!

2. Next, re-post these instructions on your blog and see how many people leave a memory about you. It's actually pretty funny to see the responses. If you leave a memory about me, I'll assume you're playing the game and I'll come to your blog and leave one about you.

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UnknownNovember 18, 2008 at 8:29 AM
i remember the first time I saw you, your mom brought you to Boston. I was probably about 6ish and you were over 1 I think. Unfortunately you were already too old for me to hold and carry around - what a dissappointment. :D

I actually have a picture from that time in my living room in a collage.
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The Bridge Builder

An old man, going a lone highway,

Came, at the evening, cold and gray,
To a chasm, vast, and deep, and wide,
Through which was flowing a sullen tide.

The old man crossed in the twilight dim;
The sullen stream had no fear for him;
But he turned, when safe on the other side,
And built a bridge to span the tide.

"Old man," said a fellow pilgrim, near,
"You are wasting strength with building here;
Your journey will end with the ending day;
You never again will pass this way;
You've crossed the chasm, deep and wide-
Why build you this bridge at the evening tide?"

The builder lifted his old gray head:
"Good friend, in the path I have come," he said,
"There followeth after me today,
A youth, whose feet must pass this way.

This chasm, that has been naught to me,
To that fair-haired youth may a pitfall be.
He, too, must cross in the twilight dim;
Good friend, I am building this bridge for him."

Saturday, November 15, 2008

Shared Memories

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