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The Parlor Page | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
The Parlor is our favorite family gathering place. Many memories are made there. Angie tells a little about it in a poem found below. If you'd like to find out more, visit pages listed below Angie's poem. We'll keep adding pages of photos as people send them to me! (And I have a few myself that I might add! | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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Granddad and his family Would milk everyday. Unload corn, straw, Wheat and hay. Then one day he sold all the cows Made a table and chair So every Saturday The family could meet there. When we meet We will eat, sing and play Then the rest of the week We can't wait 'till Saturday. So I thank him for making The choice that he did For now every Saturday I can play with more than one kid. Angie 1999 |
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check out the Parlor Schedule See what's happenin' Come when you can Everyone's welcome! Pictures from the Parlor More about The Parlor Grandma's House More Memories of Grandma's House Large Family Christmas |
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this page was last renovated on January 1, 2001 | ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||
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