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Sunday, December 31, 2006

cptmidnight



A year ago I celebrated the new year in Assisi. Tonight, I spend it at home with a leaky roof. Perhaps this year there will be more to celebrate...

Granddad. That's me.

Eight years given back to me.

Every year God surprises me.

posted by Lloyd Woodard | 11:20 PM | 0 comments