tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9202785995540670779.post8711527500025356714..comments2023-11-02T08:34:13.936-05:00Comments on The story of us: MissedMehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/08558132521958915850noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9202785995540670779.post-32373970995908793432008-12-10T11:44:00.000-06:002008-12-10T11:44:00.000-06:00thanks mom...love you.thanks mom...love you.Mehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08558132521958915850noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9202785995540670779.post-2515129626420657202008-12-09T22:45:00.000-06:002008-12-09T22:45:00.000-06:00What a nice tribute to your Grand-daddy. Strother...What a nice tribute to your Grand-daddy. Strother suffered his whole life with nightmares from WWII. He was in incredible pain with his feet, since he had to stand 8 hours a day on concrete floors. <BR/><BR/>He did not darken the doors to the church until you were 10 years old or older. When he did he embraced the word with his whole heart.sharonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16150414609877895124noreply@blogger.com