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All because two people fell in love...
Grandma and Grandpa created a huge family. Many of us grew up together, meeting at that tiny house every Sunday morning after Sunday school. Others lived far away, but your visits were greatly anticipated and enjoyed. We are spread across the country now, living our lives, raising our own children, some of us enjoying grandchildren. We are all different, but we come from the same roots.
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When did I get this old? 53!!!!!
But at least none of my kids can say that I'm half a century like my youngest did when I turned 50. It was something like happy birthday your half a century old! Depression was close after that but what the hey, I earned every year, evey wrinkle, every scar and stretch mark, every single moment that made me who I am. Oh well, 53, I still have 72 to go to make my goal of 125. Then we're all dancin'!
Happy Birthday late Barbie!!!!
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