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The smoke of my own breath, Echoes, ripples, buzz'd whispers, love-root, silk-thread, crotch and vine, My respiration and inspiration, the beating of my heart, the passing of blood and air through my lungs, The sniff of green leaves and dry leaves, and of the shore and dark-color'd sea-rocks, and of hay in the barn, The sound of the belch'd words of my voice loos'd to the eddies of the wind, A few light kisses, a few embraces, a reaching around of arms, The play of shine and shade on the trees as the supple boughs wag, The delight alone or in the rush of the streets, or along the fields and hill-sides, The feeling of health, the full-noon trill, the song of me rising from bed and meeting the sun. 3 I have heard what the talkers were talking, the talk of the beginning and the end, But I do not talk of the beginning or the end.To read his almost 50 page story, click My Dad Brad Bradfield grew up as a cowboy.His parents homesteaded inside of what is now Badlands National Park on the wind blown prairie in Western South Dakota, and thats where my Dad was born and grew up.She was born in Moniteau county, Missouri in 1847; married a man named John Whitehead in 1871, and married my great-grandfather, Samuel Winebrenner, in 1876.All of this took place in Monteau county, Missouri.

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