Hey David, Hi Cuz, Think of you this time of year every year since 1962. I remember you as a young man, 17 years old. We were on our way to Grandma's house. You lived next door. You were not too big, and had a slight build. But had been working out so you would be in great physical shape. Your hair was cut in a butch and you waxed it so the front was always stiff. Your Sister Mary, was older, and she really knew how to dance. I rem...
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A Mother's love is something
that no on can explain,
It is made of deep devotion
and of sacrifice and pain,
It is endless and unselfish
and enduring come what may
For nothing can destroy it
or take that love away . . .
It is patient and forgiving
when all others are forsaking,
And it never fails or falters
even though the heart is breaking . . .
It believes beyond believing
when the world around condemns,
And it glows with all the beauty...
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I just started a new group, The Yarns we Weave. Anyone with an interest in this is more than welcome. I look forward to meeting all of you talented people.Thank you for reading this blog, and may you have a fun day.LitlGrADuck
http://notoverthehill.com/groups/view/id_773/...
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