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(issue 24)

When I moved from New Jersey to Texas in high school, there was a lot to adjust to. One big difference, “the hug”. A little word with a lot to say, HUG.

In Jersey, you hugged only your family. In Texas, you hugged everyone. And everyone hugged you. Like it or not, that was “the way”.

Now, years later, that’s my way. Because the hug says it all. Something magical happens when hearts touch. Something passes beyond words.

A hug mends, it encourages, it comforts. It loves.
At any age.
For every age.
It whispers deep.

So hug like you mean it.
Both arms with pressure.
It’s a gift you deliver.
A message eternal.
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STUDIO NEWS

On vacation for two weeks . . . finishing National Jump Rope Competition in Galveston, Texas. Monday it’s inland to Houston for family and family. A year’s catch up to do. Hope I get to jog.

ps. Back July 8.