"Girls loaded into van. All doors securely closed. Arriving at the nursing home and raring to go, we girls piled out of the van, hymnals in hand. Walking inside, we met 2 precious women at the dining table. 'May we sing for you?'
One eagerly smiled. The other voiced, 'I have a headache. No.' "
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Blessed by you,