My neighborhood gang. I think we were all five or six years old.
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I did the above poem making use of a screen shot, but I’m not very happy with the quality. I need to leave to go to Guadalajara so can’t fuss with it more, but when I get home will go back to my old method of printing it out, making a jpg file and posting it as a photo from the media file. Back to the drawing board!
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What a great photo to have and such a large group.
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Large group, small town.
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Great photo! I just got my copy of “Lessons from a Grief Diary” and I am so looking forward to reading it.
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Please let me know your impressions of the book, Lily–what helped and what it lacked.
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Who’s the only one wearing a watch, then? Hehe; Cheers Jamie.
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I had never noticed that before! I must have just gotten it for my birthday, but I don’t remember it.
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Friends we have left … and the crowd just keeps thinning. Enjoy Guadalajara — another place I’ve heard so much about 🙂
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We got lost but eventually found or way home. Got a file cabinet which was what I was looking for.. Hard to find in Mexico. And a cool new LED desk lamp that plugs into computer or with an adapter into electricity.
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