May 2010
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A Person, A Paper, A Promise by Dr. Earl Reum
Once on a yellow piece of paper with green lines he wrote a poem And he called it “Chops” because that was the name of his dog And that’s what it was all about And his teacher gave him an A and a gold star And his mother hung it on the kitchen door and read it to his aunts That was the year Father Tracy took all the kids...
“But even if we don’t have the power to choose where we come from, we can...”
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