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April 17, 2025

So Johnny Blossom repeated the little prayers he had said every night since he was two years old, and was soon sleeping peacefully. John had lately decided that there was too little grass for it back of the barn and that the goat must go every day over to Grassy Island for a good meal. But thoughts such as these occurred to him less and less as the distance between him and the East grew greater. By the time he dropped off the train at Williams, Arizona, where he changed to the day coach that would take him to the Grand Canyon, his mind was so full of the future that there was no room for the things he had left behind him..

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May 24, 2025

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