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Tuesday, November 1, 2011
It's difficult for me to type on this little Android screen, but before I return to the communications blackout in the Rox, I did want to thank Leann, who braved snow, fallen and falling trees, not to mention power lines, to deliver flowers of her own arrangement to church on Sunday morning. That was above and beyond. As cold as the church is right now, they are perfectly preserved, too.