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Holiday Memories.

Earl worked late tonight so I took the opportunity to head over to my Mom’s house for supper and to fix her ailing computer. I hadn’t seen her in a while, so it was a little visit to look forward to, even if I did have to fix her Windows computer.

She recently when through some boxes of her stuff left over from when my parents separated a number of years ago, and came across a our family picture from December 1978. Since I’ve somehow become the unofficial family historian, she gave it to me. I haven’t seen this picture in a long while. I have to admit it brought a little lump to my throat since it reminded me of the rush of the holidays when I was a kid. I thought I’d share with the class.

I was 10 years old at the time.

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  1. You know, you haven’t changed a bit!

    And what is it about the holidays that effects how we see even the smallest trinket from our past? A simple family photograph, a keep sake. Combining going through stuff while packing to move with the holidays has Bob and me tearing up at the drop of a hat.

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