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Sunset Over Pier


Sister Mageline Ruffin had feebly played the organ in my church ever since I was knee-high to a buck rabbit. Her nervous, aged-spotted fingers would miss a note like a drunk man would miss a meal for a bottle of moonshine on a Friday night! Just before the minister had begun his morning message, she would strike out on the tune, "Amazing Grace," every Sunday morning like clockwork. As a child, I often wondered why...



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