Just before I set out for what I hoped to be a 100 mile ride I received an e mail from one of my little riders that was exactly as set out in the title above. The is the result of a confluence of:
1. Deeply held and sincere religious belief,
2. Concern that my saddle sores might actually kill me,and
3. The stylistic influence of texting on grammar and spelling.
I did appreciate the sentiment. In this case it really was the thought that counted.
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