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West Texas | My wife is disabled and is unable to work, I labor under a handicap and fear every year that this will be my last as a farmer, yet I am thankful for what God has seen fit to grant me. Riches indeed, compared to what others are experiencing.
It is just the two of us this year, and my wife isn't up to cooking, so I'm sticking with things even a klutz would have a hard time screwing up... A ham, some sweet taters, rolls, a salad. A feast it is not, but it fills the belly. | |
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