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[On service] Giving feels good. It's a form of healing. Not just for you as an individual, but for everyone.
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Speech at “Bear to Make a Difference” gala for the Matthew Shepard Foundation, Seawell Grand Ballroom at the Denver Center of Performing Arts, Denver, Colorado (15 October 2011)

 

Jennifer Beals

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