Saturday, September 7, 2019

Read Me



When I was a little girl, I used to ask my dad to "READ ME".  I loved him to read to me from the Children's Bible.  His voice while reading was really comforting.  This week, he read to me from President Nelson's biography.  50 years later, I still love him to Read Me.  It was awesome.
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