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David picked me up at Logan and met me at the baggage claim. I was so grateful because my body was sore. Colleen and I both took wheelchairs at Dublin.
I forgot to add some posts.
Dave had washed windows and curtains, tilled mom's garden as well as his vegetable garden. But the sweetest thing ever was that he wrote sweet love letters to me in our journal when I was gone.

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