"Matt, wake up!" my mom said

"Matt, wake up!" my mom said. That sentence rang through my head as I lay there staring at the ceiling.

"Boy, do I feel lousy!" I said to myself. I really didn't feel like going to Sunday School at all. My head ached, my nose was running, and I had a sore throat. Then I thought, "Well, I'll just go to church and come back and sleep."

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December 27, 1982

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