I shouted loudly in the clerk's office at the church at 10:15 when Kate Harline called me from Seattle with the news. She didn't have friends around who were interested in a changing nation, so she called me as I was falling asleep working on our home teaching lists alone in the church. As my scream echoed through the deserted hallways I feared awakening some unhappy Republican spirit who was patrolling the edifice, so I quieted down and did several silent fist pumps to myself and thanked Kate for her service.
What a time to be alive.
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oh how EXCITING last night was!! i can imagine your air fist pumps.. & i'm laughing!! loveyousammy.
a home teacher for obama. sounds beautiful!
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