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To: Rainy_Day_Woman who wrote (216)	4/2/1999 2:19:00 PM
From: DADEPFAN	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 1582

Trudge My bones are tired And my blood runs slow My eyelids are heavy And if you want to know I could care less about the Army Because I'm no G.I. Joe So when the sergeant Tells me to go, go, go I look like I'm going fast But I'm really going slow David A. Desautel (written during basic training at Fort Ord in 1969) desautel.net

To: Rainy_Day_Woman who wrote (216)	4/16/1999 9:46:00 AM
From: Robert Douglas Hickey	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 1582

Integrity At Grandmother's funeral Bishop Branchflower said: Who among us will testify on our Sister's behalf? A man spoke of his childhood Depression times, a simple gift of Grandmother's eggs. Many others, mostly strangers to me, spoke of her good character. They taught me a truth. We travel to Heaven naked, Stripped of possessions, vanities, delusions. All we can carry When laid in the grave Is the words of the people gathered round it. Knowing this, Grandmother lived her life Rich in grace and unpremeditated kindnesses, accumulating Integrity. Robert Douglas Hickey