The stable I have here was made by my father and all the figures were made by my mother over time. She'd send a few at a time from Florida as she had them done. She'd write a little note each time, and I cherish them now. Both parents are no longer with us but always with us in spirit. The memories are always with me and I love that part.
Memories of Christmas's past
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