6:46 p.m. - Sunday, Sept. 12, 2004
Glen Allan Park
When I got to the entrance of the forest road, the gate that led to my home on Crowe Lake....a peaceful cloud would descend on me...the tall pines waved their welcome greeting...birds flitted to and fro and sometimes...a brown rabbit or other small creature would appear as a gift... How I treasure these memories of home.
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