Watching the conference.
"Let us all press on..."
Our patio door was open. I hope the neighbours outside (and
inside) heard these elders sing. It sounded great.
They all went shopping on prep.day. No more "holy" shoes and I've been told that
the pants with "holy" pockets will be thrown in the trash.
And the new shoe polish does a great job.
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