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I Grew up on a Farm in Virginia – No. 4

Days at the Beach (and How I learned to Cuss!) In No. 3, we left me “afloat” on a stuffed horse in a mud puddle! Lois and Susie would go to Virginia Beach every summer before I started school. Those … Continue reading

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