These church bulletins could really use a good home. They were important enough to my Aunt to save, they existed quietly in her makeup bag from the time she brought them home, through a stay with her sister in Lexington, a long rest in the back of my father's closet after she died. When I cleaned out his house I brought them home with me, hoping I could find her son and return them to him. Both my father and his sisters have been gone for a long time now and none of us have been able to trace the son. So I'm hoping someone will see them and want them and keep a little bit of my Aunt's memories alive. She was a sweet lady who had a tough life.
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