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My obsession with jumping off of high places started when I was three years old. The apparatus was a typical bunk bed. The technique was amateurish, and involved a lot of flailing about. The reason was… well… actually it was an accident; the kind of accident that happens when you are supposed to be napping, [...]
My mom spent her early childhood in Africa. I grew up with bedtime stories about pet monkeys, crocodile infested swamp crossings, and my mom’s little friend Ebungu. It sounded like a big adventure to me, right up until she told me how her mom had died suddenly when she was only 8 years old.
As [...]
Gentle Jesus, meek and mild…
These words were written by Charles Wesley, a great hymn writer of the 18th century, and have been sung by devoted church members for generations.
Born to be wild…
These lyrics were written by Mars Bonfire and sung by the rock band Steppenwolf.
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I should say right [...]
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