Where do I get my sense of style? Sense of humor? My cheeks? See above. Here's to my family, the best around. Home was full of laughter, love, records playing and pure merriment. I miss them daily . . . xox
Always and Sometimes Never . . . Experiences of the ever present and the inconsistent found in life and love and and architecture and food and a few, maybe every other, thing in between.
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