I lived most of my life in Indiana, except for 3 years in Michigan. We had 5 children and lots of good ol' days (sheep, goats, dogs, cats, chickens, apple trees, grapevines, strawberry patch), and then we moved to Texas. For several months we lived in the same state with all the children and grandchildren, and even going to the same church. What more can you ask?
Now we're getting ready to go to Israel. I don't know how long we'll be there. I suppose there might come a time when I'll look back on the years in Israel and say "Those were the good ol' days."
I like music, plants, antelope, and language/s.
The only time I tried mango, it tasted like turpentine. Is it always like that, or did I just get a bad one?
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