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I grew up out in the boooonies/farmlands of Toledo….so my view of Christmas may be different than yours, but….. When I was a kid…It seemed like I received a doll and set of play dishes.  (Mrs. Beasley, Chatty Cathy, Baby

I am writing this blog while waiting for my father to finish up his therapy at the Hospital.   A man who is a Volunteer just sat down across from me.  I am one of two people sitting in the Cafeteria