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With the falling of the leaves, the masks of green are stripped off the hillsides, revealing the diversity and uniqueness of each ridge and valley, rock and stream, old shed or oil well hitherto unseen.  It is in the winter, when the hills bare their innermost selves, that we get to know them.  Then, in the spring, when the masks return, we can look at the hills as old friends few others understand.

So it is with people.  Most of the time we wear our masks.  But during the difficult times, during the winters of our lives, we shed our facades and reveal all the intricacies of the unique beings we are.  It is in these moments that friendships are formed, and we experience one another as few others ever will. - John W. Walker


Reader’s Digest, January, 1982, page 137

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