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Happy Thanksgiving!

Nicoles Nickels

to Grandfather’s house we go; . I’m pretty sure I always sang it as Grandmother’s house, which is weird since we actually went to my Grandfather’s house for holidays. My nieces, my daughter and I sing all the songs, loudly , to the annoyance of my brother and son-in-law. Sometimes there is snoring.

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Meet a Reader | Karen from the Great Lakes

The Frugal Girl

My mother grew up on a farm, and from her accounts my grandmother and grandfather (who also was a foreman at the local glass factory, along with being an independent farmer) were frugal, and sometimes times were tight. Thank you, Kristen, for all you do with your blog! Not at all. If we want it, let’s buy it.

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