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  Interesting how we all bring with us the memory of scars… good and bad memories run on parallel tracks…

  Comment by Bonnie — September 2, 2009 @ 6:51 am

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  True. And how we want to know the stories behind the scars on those we love. I’m forever curious about my hubby’s scars. What’s this from? I ask….

  Comment by Kelly — September 3, 2009 @ 9:26 am

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  I’ll never forget my first year teaching high school in Brooklyn. So many of my students had scars and I also wanted to know, what from?

  Comment by Alison — September 4, 2009 @ 6:01 am

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