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Ah grandmammina...
and your words have become so consoling.
posted by
Friar__Tuck
on September 14, 2004 at 2:07 AM
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Friar, I put my foot in my mouth so often that I was grateful to age enough
to no longer be able to place it there anymore. I start to, but age has slowed my tongue and its lashings. I now pause more often and swallow words, and am so happy to be able to say this. I thought that my sharp tongue was a superior sword in all battles, until my father said that 'just because you have silenced a man, does not mean that you have converted him.' I took that to mean that I could shoot a man down and win nothing in the exchange and have tried to hold back ever since.
I feel your pain, remembering my wit, my repartee , my shame.......thanks for the story, to remind me not to forget to let my words pass through those proverbial Five Gates first, before releasing them.
posted by
benzinha
on September 14, 2004 at 2:02 AM
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