Wednesday, December 9, 2015

I write this on my death bed, oh how tired I've grown, every day I cough up more an more blood, I am completely bed-ridden, and I know I'm nearing the end. My daughter is now openly running the farm,  there has been much opposition, and many that protest this much power belonging to a woman, but i am oh so proud, and this is a massive leap for all of England. One of my boys went to art school, to follow a dream of being some, "romantic" painter. The other helps my daughter run the farm. My wife sits by my bed side, day and night. I worry for her, and what may happen after my passing. If i died tonight, I couldn't think of a better life to have lived. This will be my last entry. Thank you to any who choose to learn about my life. I hope I've inspired you to set high goals, because anything is possible. As we enter a new age for England, some are arguing the morality of the "industrial revolution." As far as I'm concerned this is the best thing that has ever happened to England.

Goodbye friends,
Tom
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