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Linda's mother had a sister, Jessie. Jessie married George Moe in 1928. They were both born and raised in North Dakota. Moe was short for Kragmo. George's parents immigrated to America from Norway in 1881 and George's father died when George, the oldest of four children......was six years old...1910. To say George had a rough life was an understatement. His mother gave all four children (ages 6,5,3,1) over to a Norwegian farmer to raise and do farm labor when George's father died. As soon as George could get a job away from the farm, he took all his siblings and raised them on his own. He was a young teen when he did this. George put himself through college and law school, was an officer in the Civilian Conservation Corps after WW2. His main life occupation was an attorney for the state of California. Linda's favorite uncle.  

I am not a particularly religious person. I believe there is a God. I am just not sure he believes in me.  I have always tried to lead a Christian life. I think that is a good thing and I feel better for it.   The writings of Henry David Thoreau have had a profound effect on my thinking and actions. Probably not as much as Christian teachings, but definitely a factor in the way I think.  Linda and I are approaching a new adventure in our lives. We intend to leave Florida, after 30 years, in a few months. In preparation, we have been discarding all those "things" that we find unnecessary in our lives. At first, it was a chore. As we progressed, it became an obsession and especially for me, a necessity. As we threw away, sold or gave away "things", we frantically looked for more items to dispose of. It became a game. Here is the funny part. After a few weeks, we can't remember what we got rid of. Maybe that set of candles given to us as a present man...