There are many wonders of my wife, wonders that escape the gravitational pull of my senses. Her eyes are one such wonder, a profound amazement in my soul. If her eyes were gemstones, the word that is used to describe what captures my breath is the chatoyancy, in French: œil de chat. Someone described this quality as the sheen off a spool of silk. For me, her eyes are the blue shimmer of the Caribbean Sea. My heart, my head, I fall away as I stare into her eyes.
-Stu Mark, July 17th, 2010
My Apologies To Mrs. Hickey
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Also to Mr. Doucette and Mr. Russell.
Those were the best teachers I had during my otherwise miserable school
years. They deserve a mention, as good and e...
5 days ago
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Love letters don't get any better than this, Stu.
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