One of the many great memories I have of Granny began many years ago when we were little boys. As the sun went down and the sky went dark she would get us to look at the first star in the sky. The evening star she called it.
Ever since then wherever I have been in the world, I have always thought of Granny when I have looked up to search for the evening star. I have since told our two little boys about the evening star, so your tradition Granny now lives on. Every time we look up and search for the evening star, we will think of you.
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It is super to have you 'on-site'. The pictures of your boys on the blog are beautiful.
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