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When the desire ain't on me I don't need help. When it is on me I don't want any. See? Like the old fellah that never mended his roof. Said on a wet day he couldn't do it and on a dry day it was as good as anybody's.

Agnes Sligh Turnbull

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Agnes Sligh Turnbull
Age: 93 †
Born: 1888
Born: October 14
Died: 1982
Died: January 31
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