My Dear Father, Joseph E. Bohne
October 26, 1908 - October 20, 2004
To every thing there is a season, and a time to every
purpose under heaven:
A time to be born, and a time to die; A time to
plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break
down, and a time to build up;
A time to laugh, a time to weep; a time to mourn
and a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones; A time to gather stones
together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to get, and a time to lose; A time to keep,
and a time to cast away;
A time to rend, a time to sew; a time to keep silence,
and a time to speak;
A time to love, a time to hate, a time of war,
and a time of peace.
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