Ramona, I hear the mission bells above, Ramona, they’re ringing out our song of love, I press you, caress you, and bless the day you taught me to care… Ramona, I need you, my own – lyrics to a once popular song. Prior to watching the Mexican telenovela, Ramona, I’d never heard of the novel [...]
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So last week (1/10) I wrote about discovering that a story I wrote a lifetime ago was being read in a high school class in Denmark.
Now I’ve heard back from the teacher:

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