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Wordless Wednesday - to Grandma & Doc


Cindy said…
Love this artwork! Guess I'll have to start saving ALL of it for generations to come :-) As if having my kitchen cabinets covered with fingerpaintings isn't enough! It's great to find something that someone else loved so much that they hung onto it. Love the new thing on your blog - the "you might also like" links below your posts are really cool - how did you ever do that? Hope your well my friend!
Thanks, Cindy! Grandma did love to keep Ann's artwork. She was the last child (came along 10 years after me!) and we all loved to spoil her.

If you want to get the links within your blog go to
and add yours. It's very easy. I'm sorry to say I've forgotten where I found them to begin with. From some other generous geneablogger, no doubt!

My eyes are doing better ~ but still not 100%. So I've been a little negligent lately with my blogging. Thanks for your well wishes.
Angie Pruett said…
Oh, yes, I think I remember drawing this....NOT!! How cool that I would draw an angel jack-o-lantern:) Thanks for posting it, Judy....YOU are an angel!!
You are so sweet, 'Lil' Angie!" It made me happy when I discovered it pasted in Grandma's scrapbook.
Love you.
Peggy said…
I love this, Judy! And I love being able to comment on your blogs now :~)
I also love that you can comment on the posts, Peggy! I found a sweet picture of you, Linda Kay, and me that I'll post next!
Love you, little sister.

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