tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946203290826130992.post4980004478487774844..comments2024-03-22T03:08:36.361-07:00Comments on The View from My Broom: The Meaning of Memorial DayStephanie Friezehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04317117338063884811noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946203290826130992.post-56867174696350777742009-05-24T20:17:51.229-07:002009-05-24T20:17:51.229-07:00I remember when I was a kid. The cemetary was a sm...I remember when I was a kid. The cemetary was a small country one and it was like old home week. Everybody seemed to hang around all day and just visit with each other and then we could talk about our visits when we came home for another week or two.Lorrenehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12917125800720202936noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8946203290826130992.post-86497396947030931692009-05-23T10:08:01.688-07:002009-05-23T10:08:01.688-07:00Very nice...I see we were in a similar mindset.
G2...Very nice...I see we were in a similar mindset.<br />G22Grandmas2https://www.blogger.com/profile/18350192077335644935noreply@blogger.com