If I Have A Monument In This

When You Learn, Teach, When You Get, Give.

By No Amount Of Agile Exercising Of A Wistful Imagination Could My Mother Have Been Called Lenient. Generous She Was; Indulgent Never. Kind, Yes, Permissive, Never. In Her World, People She Accepted Paddled Their Own Canoes, Pulled Their Own Weight, Put Their Own Shoulders To Their Own Plows And Pushed Like Hell.

Laugh...it's The Sweetest Thing One Can Do For Oneself And One's Fellow Human Beings.

Listen Carefully To What Country People Call Mother Wit. In Those Homely Sayings Are Couched The Collective Wisdom Of Generations.

Something Made Greater By Ourselves And In Turn That Makes Us Greater.