There are places and people who change us immeasurably, quietly, without us noticing, until we look up one rainy day and realize that they were the compass that guided us. These are the memories I want with me when I leave.
Since 1919
Since 1919
There are places and people who change us immeasurably, quietly, without us noticing, until we look up one rainy day and realize that they were the compass that guided us. These are the memories I want with me when I leave.