A long time ago I was talking with a non-cousin...he had my mother's maiden name and we claim kinship despite my mother's family leaving the UK around 1635 and his is still there...
The subject of Robert Frost's The Road not Taken was brought up and I said it was one of my favourite poems.
Imagine my surprise and delight is too mild a world when for my 70th birthday I was given a compass whose top had the Frost poem engraved in the cover.
Truly a mind boggling/gobsmacked present that words of appreciation do not begin to match.
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