The birds watch as the sun room transform back into its original purpose. The tree is going away today. There is a story behind the one white shell from across the other side of the globe. The story will be later.
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My dad has come home from the war. It is 1945 in the summer. My oldest brother Ron is on the right and Rex is on the left. The next two bo... -
Teddy's legs are a little short for this big wheel but he still likes sitting on it. These shots were buried in my files and this one...
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