“If we keep no diary [journal], the path crumbles away behind us as our feet leave it; and days gone by are but little more than a blank, broken by a few distorted shadows. Life is all confined within the limits of to-day….”
As we were walking into Pageant who should we run into, but Calvin and Lynette Stephens and also Mable ?, a friend of Luann's, and Irene Dickson Workman, J. Burton Dickson's daughter, both who were on tour with Brother Stephens.
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