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Adelia M. Hoyt memoir and photographs

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118, UNFOLDING YEARS Many speak of the last years of life as going down the sunset slope into the dark valley. To me life is a constant ascent -- a trail that winds ever upward and onward. Sometimes it may be tortuous; often we cannot see far ahead. We may also go down into valleys for awhile -- but always we should come up again on to higher ground. The wheels of life keep turning and each year reveals a little more of the pattern we are weaving. Many things which seem strange and out of place the unfolding years fully explain. Surely I am near the end of the long trail; surely there can be no other change worth recording until the greatest one of all. I have faith to believe that it will be the very best and I wait content for it. I have always liked those lines from Robert Browning's "Rabbi Ben Exra! Grow old along with me ! The best is yet to be, The last of life, for which the first was made: Our times are in His hand Who saith "A whole I planned Youth shows but half; trust God: see all , nor be afraid !"
 
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