On top of my china hutch in the dining room, I have this antique mantle clock. It has long since stopped doing the job of keeping time, but I love it and keep it displayed anyway.
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This morning as I was walking through the dining room, I wondered what time it was and just happened to look up at this non-working clock. It said 9:10, just as it has said for years. I then looked at the clock in the kitchen and the digital readout said 9:10! I thought that was a little spooky. Even though I do know that this clock is correct two times a day. I just have never looked up at it at just the instant that it is right.
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