It’s cold, and the cold brings back memories of my service in Germany in the early 70’s. I rode a scooter to work until the snow got too deep, and I would hitch a ride with the depot commander. He had served several rough tours in Vietnam, and many found his speech pattern disconcerting for it was full of hesitations, uncomfortable spaces of silence, usually followed by introspective brilliance. We rode together for one snow season, but he taught me the importance of silent space of introspection that heal wounds and help us grow. Give yourself silent space for introspection each day of 2014, and experience growth and healing.
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Hello Lt. Baun. How you doing after all these years? This is "windmill" from the point. 73 to 75. Well just wanted to say hey sir.
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