These are the Christmas times I remember as a kid. I was the first grandchild, then Vickie, my Aunt Lorene is 3 years older. Christmas in these pictures was the year our house burned. It happened 2 days before Christmas. I was 4 years old and still remember it. We stayed with our grandparents until we got another house. We always had a cedar tree.
Their house was only a few miles from us and we spent many days and nights there. I always loved that old house.
HOPE EVERYONE HAS A MERRY CHRISTMAS AND MANY WONDERFUL MEMORIES
That's my Papa with us here.
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Merry Christmas, and Happy New Year.
Love,
-Samya :-)
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