I thought up in Maine and New Hampshire was Gods country, but this area was breathless. There were snow tip mountains which we could see from afar. The trees were green and tall with waterfalls coming down all along the mountain sides. The experience was priceless and will be treasured always.
With the help of Dave we learned how to mine for gold and even got some flakes as a souvenir.
We take things for granted all the time, but times like this makes you appreciate what we have been given. Life is precious and we need to experience what has been given to us. I once only dreamed about the land that surrounded us; until now, that I have lived it.
THIS LAND IS YOUR LAND
Words and music by Woody Guthrie
Chorus:
This land is your land, this land is my land
From California, to the New York Island
From the redwood forest, to the Gulf Stream waters
This land was made for you and me
As I was walking a ribbon of highway
I saw above me an endless skyway
I saw below me a golden valley
This land was made for you and me
Chorus
I've roamed and rambled and I've followed my footsteps
To the sparkling sands of her diamond deserts
And all around me a voice was sounding
This land was made for you and me
Chorus
The sun comes shining as I was strolling
The wheat fields waving and the dust clouds rolling
The fog was lifting a voice come chanting
This land was made for you and me
Chorus
As I was walking' - I saw a sign there
And that sign said - no tress passin'
But on the other side .... it didn't say nothin!
Now that side was made for you and me!
Chorus
In the squares of the city - In the shadow of the steeple
Near the relief office - I see my people
And some are grumblin' and some are wonderin'
If this land's still made for you and me.
WHO EVER THOUGHT CANCER CAN BE TREATED AND MANAGED WHILE HAVING ADVENTURES OF A LIFE TIME WITHOUT BEING FEELING SICK.
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