There is an old bookstore, on the other side of town.
The owner, a man of gentle disposition and kindly mold,
Changed an empty, cold, commercial store into a warm
And friendly shop. With faith, hope and trust, he stirred
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i had to look up ewer. wide-mouthed jug! favorite lines so far: Walk the paths of knowing, knowing they were walked Before by half-remembered authors, with half-forgotten names. ....yes, someday you shall be remembered...................................................................................................fondly as: Lynn W. Whatwashisname. Rise to the superior society of your own thoughts................no 'superior society' in MY own thoughts! ....................................................................................................But in YOURS, no doubt! ! Lynn, take an hour in the shop, and take an hour's nap, and 'do' another hour in the shop. [my mother would not have approved of the use of do another hour here; she would say spend another hour, as i usually would! ] bri :)