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Sometimes, very early in the morning as life begins to stir, I hear a train whistle blow in the far off distance, a most melancholy sound; nonetheless, when I hear it I feel all is well in the world and so my day begins anew. … And just the thought, the knowing, that somewhere, others are going about their daily business makes me feel not alone, a part of the living of life happening all around me. Penny L Howe, 2013~*~