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    Words have taken me back to my memories. They’ve shown me the truths I couldn’t see before. Maybe we can’t rewrite our own histories, but we can learn the truth about them and in learning find respect, and in respect find strength.

    An old story has it that as we go through life, we really don’t change, we just become more of the same. You look around you as the years go by and it seems a very valid premise. People don’t change. As a matter of fact, most of us resist change very strongly. Yet change is a sure thing. The only variable is rate. Slow we read as evolution, fast as revolution.