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My Christmas tree is full of memories. This little snowman was made for me by the young daughter of one of our preachers more than twenty years ago, but I still think of Ana every time I hang it on the tree. That’s how Christmas memories are. They come back to mind each year and I appreciate many of you …
Have you ever churned butter? We used to have a butter churn a lot like this one, but somehow with the passing of time, the churn is gone. I suppose it was sold when my mother had a farm auction after my dad died. I don’t remember, but we didn’t find it in the house now. Not that I wanted …