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We all want to wish you a very Blessed Christmas and a Happy New Year!!!John, Laura, Conrad (14), Austin (12),
Derek (9), and Allison (7)

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Anonymous said…
And Merry Christmas to you too. Wish so much that you could join us. I guess we're doing the gathering at New Year's instead this year. Just got home from the Kropf grab-bag. Gina
Anonymous said…
Nice family picture! My your children are getting big. Time sure does fly by. I saw your site earlier but forgot to keep checking in. I'll have to keep it on my list. My husband writes... I just read blogs. :-)

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