"Our hearts grow tender with childhood memories and love of kindred, and we are better throughout the year for having, in spirit, become a child again at Christmas-time. " ~Laura Ingalls Wilder~
These photos were taken at her home out in Black Run. On the bottom of the mountain. I have many memories out there. Friday night's at her house were so memorable. Holidays were tons of people. I wouldn't trade those memories for the world. Aunt Florence was a wonderful cook and very loving person. She was one of 12 children of Daniel and Fanny Erb. The last of the children to pass. I will definetely miss those times. I hope my grandchildren and children will come to my home just like this....
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