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It's good to laugh again on this lovely day. I started out early to look for mushrooms. There were about six neighbors out, too. They all stopped me and talked awhile. All said how much respect they have for us now that my husband and I and Mom are in AA and are sober. They started to tell some of the things we did. One led to another, and before we knew it, we were laughing so hard that I, for one, and a couple of others were crying. It seems so good to be able to. At one time, we couldn't laugh or see anything amusing about those things. They were all insanity.