“The mind that has lost the quickening powers of mental gratitude, and has grown so stupid by the purgative action of selfishness as to expel from his memory a desire to express to all persons, from the infant at the breast to the grave-dipping foot of the aged, by kindly words and deeds, to all persons who have ever thrown a rose, a crumb of bread or a soft feather that would make his road easier, his heart happier, his mind more at rest, in my judgement is guilty of one of the most unpardonable offenses that the pen of man has ever recorded or the mind of justice could contemplate.”
A. T. Still DO, Autobiography
Welcome Back! Last week, we visited with Jan Guttormsen, and her thoughts on trust. I know we heard from many of you who share her experiences. This week, we get the pleasure of hearing from one of America’s finest! Charity Payne is the wife of a Sailor. She comes toContinue Reading
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