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Thursday, August 9, 2012
Girl Next Door --addendum
Shortly after I posted my blog about my life-long friendship with the girl next door, her daughter sent me a notice about the memorial to her. On the back was this picture. Those of you who commented on my previous blog might enjoy seeing how "the girl next door" aged so gracefully.
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