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Excerpt from Shuffletown USA
Dedication
 These stories are for all who shared the land hereabout called Shuffletown. They are dedicated to the first one awake each morning, the last one asleep, the first-born, the last-born, and all the children in between. They are for those who didn’t have a lick of sense, those who never kept a promise, the lazy and no-good, the uppity, the pillars of the church, and the members of the choir. They are for the many who prayed for you and those who prayed with you, and all who prayed for rain and for the rain to cease.
The stories are for those who worried for their children and buried their children. They are the ones that came to visit, the drunkards, the broken-hearted, the unfortunate, and the gossips. God bless this village of odd and regular folks, saints and bigots. They are all to be honored - and remembered. They abided in the years of yesterday and have taught us how to shoulder today
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