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Little by Little...Side by Side

The book is ready. "Little by Little...Side by Side" will appear on my blog next week!! I will write one chapter a week until it is completed. The names have been changed for privacy purposes.

I want to give a special thank you to my husband who helped me "remember" and who sometimes ate suppers alone and busied himself in the evenings so I could write. I also send a deep thank you to my dughter who edited all my chapters!! I can write but it stops there! Editing is not my thing!

This book is dedicated too our six dear grandchildren and all our aunts, uncles and cousins who have missed out on our early years together. I want to share it with my many friends also.

So I hope you will enjoy a book full of a young woman's feelings, hopes and dreams as she first became a young farm wife, then a mother and then a grandma. I hope you can laugh with her, cry with her, feel her excitment and her love for her husband, children, farm and nature.

There is someone else that I send out a special thank you to. That someone is to each of you my readers and friends. You will never know how much your words of encouragment and love has done for me. Well...if it hadn't been for you, this "book" would not exist. Thank you to each individual! Thank you from my heart!

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