Thursday, October 14, 2010


My mother (age 91) has a pear tree with the most delicious fruit. As small children, all of her grandchildren loved to eat the pears when they came to her house. Today they are grown and have moved all over the country. They still love the pears, so I help her dry them and mail them to each grandchild. Now the great grandchildren wait every fall to get the pears in the mail.  Connections bind us together

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