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Mary J. McCoy-Dressel says:

November 6, 2019 at 7:41 am

A nice tribute, Jacquie.

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1. Jacquie Biggar says:
  
  November 6, 2019 at 10:37 am
  
  Thank you, Mary.
  
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robertawrites235681907 says:

November 6, 2019 at 8:04 am

A wonderful choice of photograph for today, Jacquie.

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1. Jacquie Biggar says:
  
  November 6, 2019 at 10:39 am
  
  I love that the schools take children to cemeteries to place handmade poppies on headstones. We should never forget the sacrifices made for our freedoms.
  
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  1. robertawrites235681907 says:
    
    November 7, 2019 at 10:10 am
    
    I agree with you, Jacquie. Americans are very patriotic and that is wonderful.
    
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jennifertarheelreader says:

November 6, 2019 at 9:02 am

Beautiful photo, Jacquie. ♥️

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1. Jacquie Biggar says:
  
  November 6, 2019 at 10:39 am
  
  Thank you, Jennifer {{hugs}}
  
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D.L. Finn, Author says:

November 7, 2019 at 9:40 am

Perfect photo, Jacquie.

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1. Jacquie Biggar says:
  
  November 7, 2019 at 10:26 am
  
  Thanks, Denise. Caught it on a drive-by with hubby 🙂
  
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  1. D.L. Finn, Author says:
    
    November 7, 2019 at 7:35 pm
    
    🙂
    
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