100 years from now, how many buggy whips will I have passed on? How many of the truths of God will I have passed on? I know, not directly, but in the lives I was allowed to touch.
It is cold outside, so I am working in the truck stop on the computer rather than spend my time in the truck. It is a Clint Eastwood marathon on the TV which is OK; however, the smoking is not good. I asked Jesse to find a church for us to attend today. He looked it up incorrectly, but it didn't matter. There are no churches within walking distance of where we are today.
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