Gwen Jones Thanksgiving Invitational Bowlathon 2012

 


I showed Mom this picture and read her the post I wrote 10+ years ago. We both howled with laughter. It really lifted her spirits to see this memorabilia because she had never seen it before. It is hard to believe how quickly the time has passed.

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