From a letter from a Lyme sufferer....
"The preacher came to call the other day. He said at my age I should be thinking about the hereafter. I told him, oh, I do all the time. No matter where I am - in the parlor, upstairs, in the kitchen or down in the basement, I ask myself, "NOW, WHAT AM I HERE AFTER?"
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..its gotta be the Zebras...
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Shared it with DH, who also loves it. Thank you for sharing!