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Nov 2014
"...for the gift of your discretion,

the astounding honor of your trust,

and I so surely knowing now,

you've found me somehow just;

from this magnitude of knowledge,

I may recover by and by;

though n'er shall I forget this day ~

when heaven filled my eye."
Clinton Arneson
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Clinton Arneson  Minnesota
(Minnesota)   
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