Awaken The Dawn

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The Sleeping Giant J J oy and I raced through the darkness of the pre- dawn morning, breaking the speed limit on a deserted and unfamiliar road. After traveling so far, it would be a shame to miss what had been predicted to be the highlight of our trip: sunrise on the Grand Canyon! It had been so tempting to sleep-in that morning. We were quite tired, and it was extremely cold outside the motel. But, we remembered, everyone who has seen a sunrise on the canyon says it is a most spectacular sight no one should miss. So, Joy (my good wife) and I got up, dressed, and rushed to make it on time. We noticed a few other brave souls parked at various intervals along the canyon rim. Contrary to all the publicity, it was a pretty grim and fore- boding setting. Soon, however, the light began to break over the horizon. What a sight! The rising sun wondrously colored the clouds and sky;

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