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Mom went shopping early this morning at Walmart.  She stocked up on some health and office supplies.  She also bought some groceries for Grandad.  As she left the store she saw three men cleaning the parking lot.  Their bright yellow t-shirts did them proud.  They were from Inspiration Field (if) in La Junta.

The FIRST NAMES printed on the t-shirts were Jack, George, and Edward.  Mom called out to one of them.  He told her that he was very happy with this job after having worked over five years at another place that had closed north of the city.

By evening, Mom was tired.  She had been organizing and integrating Facebook programs and physically setting up her new office.  She had also heard the story of a man who was trying to get a doctor in Denver to send a report to his local family physician before scheduling another procedure.

The story weighed heavily on her mind.  Mom has been most concerned with challenging the power of the MEDICAL INDUSTRIAL COMPLEX.  This worry had taken hold of her mind when she was the young wife of Terry Senty and working in an army hospital as a candy stripe nursing assistant.

Unable to sleep out of concern for the privacy of her children, Mom googled Jackie @ midnight.  She spent the morning hours in spiritual communion with Abba and working to move her things into the Executive Suite.  Grandad was busy, too, recycling things with Ruby Friends.