I was standing in the backyard taking a little reprieve from raking leaves and picking up sticks. Trust me, it’s good for the heart, I hope. We have been at 2112 Cambridge Drive for 50 years. I was observing some of the neighbors’ houses and yards, keenly observing how many of the leaves were blowing into our yard and how many were leaving by way of the wind; of much greater importance, I was remembering some of the neighbors who had lived in our neighborhood in the significance of their lives.
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