First, it is gratifying to see that our blog is still being read. Asante sana. Second in reviewing the blog this morning I laughed at my own mistake, I who hate to make mistakes! In one entry I said my mother was quite small: 5 feet 11 inches. Mother never saw 5 feet in her life. She was 4′ 11″ and she gave Father Hank and my children quite a laugh one time when she told us she had been a hurdler when she was in college. Hank, a runner said: “Betty, with those short legs you must have had a difficult time clearing the hurdles.” She was the most unathletic person in the world and none of us really believed she had been a hurdler. But she was an air raid warden & plane spotter during WWII as I wrote earlier. You didn’t have to be tall to do that.

Here are some beloved words from Madeleine L’Engle.
“This is the irrational season
When love blooms bright and wild.
Had Mary been filled with reason
There’d have been no room for the child.”
Peace,
Tally

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