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| Morning in the mountains, 11/07/2014 |
The year was 1993. I was barely 21 and getting ready for my first day at a new job and what turned out to be the start of a new career. Mornings were hard for me. I was lucky to get my clothes on right-side in and forward most days. There I was standing in the tiny kitchen of my rented house trying to figure out if I had everything before walking out the door when suddenly there was a knock.



