When we changed church building, after a couples weeks, we realized we drove right pass Grandpa Melvin Miller's cemetery site. We tried to find his spot without knowing where but failed. So once we figured out the row, we visited again before church. It was been 5 years. Rhett was a couple months old when GP passed away.
Myles walking around with his hands in his pockets. Saying cheese doesn't really work for him,
guess we need to think of a different word.
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