Thursday, August 28, 2008

Inspection

Each morning when we were in Georgia, Papa had to pass Rachel’s inspection. She’d carefully feel his neck, cheeks and upper lip for any trace of rough hairs. She doesn’t like giving him hugs and kisses when his face is rough (and Nana appreciates the incentive for him to shave).

If -- and only if -- he passes inspection, he gets the best payment of all -- a huge hug from his granddaughter!

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Pam, when you get to your desk at work again, send me an email:

Holly.Silkman@us.army.mil

I have a PRESENT for you that will be HELPFUL!!!! :)
 
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