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I was going to write a funny little blurb about our past week however, I just received news that President Hinckley, the prophet of the LDS church passed away about an hour ago. I had a very tender place for him in my heart and loved him very much. I am sure that he is having the most amazing reunion with his sweet wife right now.

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