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My earliest memory of going to a movie was being carried out of the theatre over my Dad''s shoulder because I was scared. I also ...
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This is the cover of the photo album I had made while I was in the navy. The cover is leather; the decorations were burned onto it. Y...
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The first new car, a 1976 Plymouth Volaré (Thanks to my Colorado gurus, I have put the accent mark over the "e".) So - Here...
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I was spoiled for several years because Jim Veal was "my barber". He cut a lot of other people's hair, too, but you know how ...
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"Little purple pansies touched with yellow gold...." Please consider this blog as an extension of Grandma Sweat's blog. We...
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We celebrated Christmas and our 60th wedding anniversary with Julie and Tom in Vancouver. Russell was there for a few days. He and Tom sang...
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