The Big Grey House On The Corner
A poem by J.F. Conant
He who loves an old house never loves in vain. How can an old house used to sun and rain, to lilac and to larkspur and an elm above-ever fail to answer the heart that gives it love?
Thursday, November 10, 2011
THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE!!!!
God bless you and your families for your sacrifice.
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Great photo selection. Today we thank them all!
November 11, 2011 at 7:35 AM
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