I realized today - well this morning - as I was lying in bed that I am in at the end point of where Terry Fox finished his famous run. Today I will be driving along the same highway that he ran.
I have always felt connected to Terry - so knowing that makes this day a bit better.
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That reminds me of my "Terry Fox: Capture the Spirit" shirt that I'm wearing in that picture at Hannah's party. Man, that shirt saw a lot of red wine stains.
Glad the prairies are over!
it's sweet that you get to drive instead of run, though. terry was a terrifically cool guy, granted, but those terry fox runs are evil. as are red wine stains.
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