Oh Williston, today for the Noble I long, home of so many loves, let me but name them, but no, I may pine too long for them again, and I would sadly, have to spend, another cold eve, in the old oak tree....my father, the late Rev Luther Ray Stokes, pastor of First United Williston sits in the side yard studying his sermon. My brother Lewis tree house and gopher pen seen.
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