We know Tiger had a great respect and love of the land so I can only imagine what these papers must have meant to him. To know he held this document in his hand and that I too, over a hundred years later, held the very same document, well, words just can't explain the sentiment I feel. This old piece of paper might be viewed as trash to some, but to me, it is a priceless treasure. It is one of the links from the past to the present, one of the "stones" that builds the bridge from me to my ancestors and there is no dollar amount you can put on something like that.
Rest in peace, Tiger. You are not forgotten.
Those are my thoughts for today.
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