Goodbye Durham

And so I finally leave Durham. As sad as I am to leave (see depressing post below), I have been comforted by these words from an old hymn.

1. When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
   When sorrows like sea billows roll;
   Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,
   It is well, it is well, with my soul.
   
   
   Goodbye!
   
   
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