For the third time in my life I have something to be thankful for. The first time was while living in Decatur. We had gone to the Illinois State Fair and took ourfirst ride on a helicopter. The same helicopter crashed a week later. The second time I took a flight from Cancun to Cozumel Island in Mexico, the plane crasheda week later. Now the third time, it seems, just happened. The flight your mother and I were on was flight 331 from Miami to Kingston, Jamaica on December 5th. If you read the paper or heard the news flight 331 crashed in Kingston this week as it was landing at Kingston. No one was killed but they took most of the passengers to the hospital for minor injuries. We just missed another one. I can't help but think what Vicky would be thinking as she waited if it had been our flight? Thank the Lord for keeping us safe. Have a Merry Christmas,Dad
It was unpleassant, but for me to have a part of my family involved and experienced in this kind of event in life...I am grateful to share this Christmas Story, how God works marvelously, He himself the Savior celebrated on this day, -- this is a gift I am proud to share...
A gift for us from Jamaica - the Blue Mountain Coffee
is the second most expensive coffee in the world.
( Vintage HK gift dress from my mother, Earings from Antique store, Thrift snowflakes belt, Christmas scarf made in Italy, lace stockings, Ariat cowboy booties)
From our House to yours...have a Merry Blessed Christmas to everyone!
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