Remember When Phone Calls Cost A Dime?

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The telephone is a wonderful invention, 

Calling all kinds of things to your attention. 

Living in the country and having a party line 

Meant others could listen to you at the same time. 

When the phone rang, we had to carefully listen 

To which ring was ours or a call we’d be missing. 

Our ring was 3 short, but there were 3 others 

Who may listen in if it were not for their mothers. 

We’d all give a jolt at the very first sound 

When off to the telephone we surely were bound. 

Standing there waiting for those 3 short rings 

For a call just for us as the telephone sings. 

by Jean E. Gorney

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How To Observe Thanksgiving

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Count your blessings instead of your crosses;

Count your gains instead of your losses.

Count your joys instead of your woes;

Count your friends instead of your foes.

Count your smiles instead of your tears;

Count your courage instead of your fears.

Count your full years instead of your lean;

Count your kind deeds instead of your mean.

Count your health instead of your wealth;

Thank your God instead of yourself.

Trump Presidency - Episode One

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When America closes its doors, so does everybody else.

We are the primary engine of growth in the world

and we are the only beacon of free trade left, and open markets.

 Jon Huntsman, Jr. (R)

Autumn Leaves Speak Bliss to Me

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Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away; 

Lengthen night and shorten day; 

Every leaf speaks bliss to me 

Fluttering from the autumn tree. 

I shall smile when wreaths of snow 

Blossom where the rose should grow; 

I shall sing when night’s decay 

Ushers in a drearier day.

BY EMILY BRONTË