“Here she comes, Miss America…” I can still hear my Papa sing it, as he did every time I walked into the room.
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“Here she comes, Miss America…” I can still hear my Papa sing it, as he did every time I walked into the room.
Read More“Your grocery bill must have been cut in half when they left!”
Read MoreA couple of weeks ago, we traveled to meet up with my in-laws and family to spend Thanksgiving together.
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