Wednesday, May 12, 2010

Posted: Tue Sep 01, 2009 3:44 pm Yeah, let's dance...

For sure Donna.

My brother and I used to out dancing. I worked hard, had numerous responsibilities and danced hard. I always needed somebody safe to walk me home after the dance in wee hours of the morning. George was that person. We remember dancing to, "Good morning Mr. Walker, I have come to see your daughter, she promised she will marry me, and now I am tired of waiting...oh Mr Walker!"

Speed of light Steph. Very Happy

My dad has been here twice, my mum once and now my brother.

Thanks Universe. I will continue to lay all my hope and trust in you. Thanks for shining your light upon me, a miserable sinner.

Everything is so very humbling.

Cheers!
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