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This week my doctor removed a very tiny growth from my nose. It was tucked in the corner beside my eye and although I'm not the least bit worried about it, it was the two stitches that caused my discomfort.

Recently it was reported that an eleven year old boy killed a six year old child. The boy's name has been recorded as the youngest murderer in Canada. Literally a child who is under twelve years of age has murdered another child.

One day Joe and Bob were out fishing. A funeral service passes over the bridge they're fishing by, and Bob takes off his hat and puts it over his heart. He does this until the funeral service passes by.

I remember praying for our new, as yet unknown to us, neighbours. We got along well with the former residents but when they decided to move out of the community the possibility of good, bad or indifferent replacements loomed large.

"Italians have a little joke that the world is so hard a man must have two fathers to look after him, and that's why they have godfathers.

Surely we are living in a new age. Today is totally different from a decade ago. Almost everyday new things come out.

We woke this morning to the whisper of a fog bank, a kind of visual murmur reminding us that summer is nearly over.

I always associate my Grandma Barker with the lyrics to a song written by George Harold Sanders and Clarence Z. Kelley. For those of you who may not know this delightful ditty, here are some of the words: "I'm a little teapot, short and stout.

Every night the air covers itself with bloodand on awakening everything returns as beforeThe icy wind is following our existenceand we talk about strange dreams (from "Fourth ray of light" - Kirlian Camera) One way to write a book is to find a song w

importance of showing deference to my elders, to those in authority and most importantly, to those who held offices of influence. To fail to do so came close to being added to the list of seven deadly sins.