There is really no way to prepare for this kind of thing. You don't know where or when some pshyco is going to lose it. I wish I lived a long, long time ago, I know it was a little rougher, but it was safer. I can remember when we could go to bed at night with our doors and windows open and unlocked in the summertime. Now, even in our small town, it is just not safe. I hate to admit it, but most of the time I am afraid. I don't do anything like I use to.
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To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven. ECCLESIASTES 3:1
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