In Our Own Backyard...Do you believe in miracles?
The ribbon was old and faded, frayed along the edges as though it had been fingered by many hands. But the gold ornament that hung from it was smooth and burnished, seemingly unscathed by the passage of time. I was surprised by its weight as it lay heavy in my hand. But even its heft was dwarfed by the weight of what it stood for….
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