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I inherited that calm from my father, who was a farmer. You sow, you wait for good or bad weather, you harvest, but working is something you always need to do.

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- Miguel Indurain

Father’s Day Remembrance


My dad, on the right, with his cousin in 1925.

On Father’s Day my own father comes to mind. He was a tall, barrel chested man and strong as an ox.

As a farmer he had to use his wits. His generation was the last to use mules to plow and the first to use tractors. The beauty of using mules is that you could only work during daylight, from dawn to dusk. Tractors had lights, so my father could work incessantly.

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I don't care what's right or wrong, I don't try to understand.

From the song "Help Me Make it Through the Night"
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- Sung by Kris Kristofferson

With the coming of spring, I am calm again.

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- Gustav Mahler

Don’t Forget the Thank You Notes

When my sister and I were little girls, our mother and father made us write thank you notes. I remember one time my brother’s girlfriend brought us pretty little bracelets. We dutifully sat down and wrote one thank you note together. When our parents found out they insisted that we write separate ones, but we succeeded with just the one. The note, after all, had already been written we told our parents, and thus won the battle!

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