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Comments about Katherine Cote
Memories slip in at this time of year
As back through the years we peer
The farm was always the place to be
For my brothers, sis, mom, dad and me.
Though I still hold the first doll you ever gave
Its the memories that I will always save
Dad playing Santa for all the wee ones
He even tricked his own daughters and sons.
Toys and gifts we didn't get a ton
But it was still a time of sledding fun!
A Christmas tree was a special treat
Hey, it was hard to keep the oranges to eat!
We'd hang our stocking for all to see
Using the large ones that went...