The true harvest of my daily life is somewhat as intangible and indescribable as the tints of morning or evening. It is a little star dust caught, a segment of the rainbow which I have clutched.
Henry David Thoreau, Walden
Reagan comes, as numerous country songs might put it, from a long line of love. Over the next month or so I want to tell her a little about all eight of her great grandparents, five of whom are still living.
Here's a sneak peek:
W.M. & Mary Louise Matheny
Jesse & Jean James
w/me on the day I graduated high school
Lloyd & Ann Ray
Don Sr. & Ardith Zeigler
Ardith Zeigler w/Trey
Don Sr. with Trey, Don, & Cheryl on our wedding day
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