When news of their misadventures reaches my ear, I get so angry, tragically sad, and bitterly disappointed, but when I see their faces again, I forget their misdeeds, if even for a moment. I cannot save them from their ruinous path, but for one brief hour I welcome them home; and for an instant, they are no longer the lost boys of Spokane, but my children again.
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