"A haze on the for hori zon, The infinite, tende r sky, Th e r ipe ri ch t int o f th e cornfi e lds , And the wi ld geese flying h ighAnd all over upla nd a nd lowla nd The charm of the goldenrodSome of us call it Au tumn And o the rs ca ll it God ." - w. H. Carru th ATHLETICS
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