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There Was Always A Quest For More Minutes, More Hours, Faster Progress To Accomplish More In Each Day. The Simple Joy Of Living Between Summers Was Gone.

But Common Sense Has No Place In First Love And Never Has.

The Word 'commitment' Has Lost It's Meaning. I'm Old Enough To Remember When It Used To Be Positive. A Commited Person Was Someone To Be Admired. He Was Loyal And Steady. Now A Commitment Is Something You Avoid. You Don't Want To Tie Yourself Down.

When Death Takes Your Mother, It Steals That Word Forever.

Silence Was His Escape, But Silence Is Rarely A Refuge.