My Memoirs: 1880-2006

People, in the new dawn of life a flower bud, small and energetic. We grow into a beautiful blossom, give joy to the world, and when we have done so, gradually fade away into our own time. Sometimes we are remembered with gladness and hapiness, recalling a momentous occasion, sometimes we are remembered with sadness and melancholy. Always, there is a purpose in everything. Destiny shapes all the elements.