First Holiday

My sister and I flew home to Illinois for our first holiday without Dad. It was certainly a tough one. Tears were shed. It is hard going home where there are so many memories. It is the place where we grew up. I kept busy helping mom with a lot of the outside chores, which are never-ending when one lives in the country:)

And, experimenting with my new GoPro that was given to me for my trip! I created this gem of my nieces and nephews.


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