While visiting the isght of my parents' wedding, auto museum FTW, I came across something rather frightening.
Is-A-bel (just to make it clear) Anderson, born March 29, 1876. Married to whats-his-face who was something or other. I didn't pay attention to that. Anyway, she wrote books. Someone, somewhere, must be sending me a message!!
Threre was a bunny in my lawn when we came home tonight! just thought you should know. Until next time :-*
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