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Bridget stages a sit-down and “They’re undies, not a welcome mat!”

All this artsy-fartsy stuff and I’ve neglected the regular campsite news. Today’s post will jump all over in time because I don’t want to strain my brain trying to remember what happened when. Who cares anyway.  I’m not Doris Kearns … Continue reading

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