I just came in from outside where my Mom is using her 1950's wringer washer to wash the blankets I brought over from my house and a pile of other things for my brother. Helping her there at the wringer, with her washing table behind it, I had this burst of emotion hit me. See, we weren't rich growing up, my parents married each other, having
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You should send her what you just wrote...I bet it would make her year.
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