July 16, Tully.
The brakes started smoking bad the other day driving down the mountain from Stamford so the trip this morning, with its three downgrades, made me a little nervous. We made it fine but it seemed to go on forever.
Upon arriving here people started streaming in past the trailers to see the tent go up and several women surrounded by small children stopped to say hello and ask about what it was like to be in the circus with a family and we chatted, and it was good to be reminded of the kinship behind our difference, the universal bond of mothers the world over, the power of a shared smile over our children's demands.
Thursday, July 16, 2009
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