Third Day
September 28, 1955 Dear Diary, Another cold, blustery day, even worse than yesterday. My hopes of fishing by the shore of Okoboji were dashe...
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As the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the Iowa sky in shades of orange and pink, Sister Mary Claire navigated her car along the wind... -
In the snug embrace of Sister Mary Claire's little trailer, the soft hum of shared silence filled the space—a sanctuary on wheels adorne... -
In the heart of Omaha, Nebraska as the church bells echoed their final call, Kathy and Sister Mary Claire, accompanied by their sprightly do...
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