“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….”
The little boys had a fun time being pulled on the sled. They sure looked cute in their ANGRY BIRDS hats. Grandpa Roger built a little fire, and we roasted some hotdogs in the sun. It was beautifully sunny, but sure cold.
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