Fw: Friends...love the wilsons

[donell@moscow.com (Don Roskovich)]

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>> >There was a little boy with a bad temper. His father gave him a bag of
>> >nails and told him that every time he lost his temper, to hammer a nail
>> >in the back fence.
>> > The first day the boy had driven 37 nails into the fence.  Then it
>> >gradually dwindled down.  He discovered it was easier to hold his temper
>> >than to drive those nails into the fence.  Finally the day came when the
>> >boy didn't lose his temper at all.
>> > He told his father about it and the father suggested that the boy now
>> > pull out one nail for each day that he was able to hold his temper. 
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>> > days passed and the young boy was finally able to tell his father that
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>> >nails were gone.
>> > The father took his son by the hand and led him to the fence.  He said,
>> >"You have done well, my son, but look at the holes in the fence.  The
>> >fence will never be the same. When you say things in anger, they leave a
>> >scar just like this one. You can put a knife in a man and draw it out.
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>> >won't matter how many times you say I'm sorry, the wound is still there.
>> >A verbal wound is as bad as a physical one."
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