Dying all alone? There’s worse things!
Goodbye, Bountiful. Bye.
Gotta get back and smell that salt air and work that dirt…I haven’t had my hands in dirt in 20 years.
I used to sit on our front gallery every morning and every evening just to nod hello to Roy John Murray.
It’s too early for hymn singing…oh! and don’t pout I can’t stand poutin’
To go back home…to Bountiful.
You know what hymns do to my nerves.
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