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November 14, 2014



Good word... I remember that day so well... Even the elevators at the hotel worked differently... and the Shabat dinner, and watching the family share stories with their children... priceless.

Keith McNorton

So many of us are consumed with the hustle and bustle of life, we often forget that life is meant to be enjoyed. Great read P.B.

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