Memories
My life story, presented in a piecemeal manner.
Sunday, November 28, 2010
My mom was the Primary pianist for a while when I was a Sunbeam. I used to go up to sit next to her on the piano bench during sharing/singing time. Then one week I went to sit by her and somebody else was there. Mom had been released.
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