“The tree said to the leaf, get off of me, it’s time for you to go. The leaf left the tree. As I was walking on that particular day a leaf as light as could be slowly drifted to the ground, not knowing where it would land other than in my hand.”
I met Debbie Toliver in the offices of the Double Mountain Chronicle, the newspaper in Rotan. She walked there from her home south of t...
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