"I Didn't Even 'See' The Recordings" - Donald Trump

Trump's response when asked if he was concerned about his voice on the confidential documents' "audio" recordings.





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Diary of Alice Martha Rebecca Young nee Maneer

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NOTE: Click on the arrow  in the top right hand corner of the documents below to enlarge to full screen to read, download or print the documents. Alice (Maneer) Young Diary 1902-1906 - Transcripts    Alice (Maneer) Young Diary           Alice (Maneer) Young Diary 1902-1906 - Original                1902-1906 - Poems North West Quarter of Lot 21 Concession 9, Innisfil Township. (Craigvale) Home of Alice Young & Family when she first kept her Diary from 1902 to 1905. Painted by William's cousin May Palmer. This photo was taken in 1910. In the early 1900s it was the home of Alice Young's in-laws. Alice and her family moved there from across the road in September 1905. She died in this house in December 1907. Later, Alice's son William Young inherited the farm. Two of William's 3 children were born here, one of them being my My father was born on the kitchen table in this house and several years late...
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No One Can Help You Die

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Alice Rebecca Maneer Young 1873-1907 - jim Young and Alice (Maneer) Young poem circa 1905-1907 "There is so much bad in the best of us, And so much good in the worst of us. That it hardly becomes any of us, To speak evil of the rest of us.” Feast and your halls are crowded. Fast and the world goes by. Succeed and give will help you live, But no one can help you die. I found this poem in a photo album/scrap book that my paternal grandfather received from Santa in 1905 when he was 7 years old. Judging from some other writings in this book, it appears it was written by his mother. However I do not know if she created it or borrowed it from another source. Although it was undated, it had to have been written between December 1905 and December of 1907 when my grandfather’s mother died. It starts out with a humbling message and ends on kind of a morbid note. Has anyone ever seen this poem before or know anything about its origin? Until I discover otherwise I will credit its creation to...
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