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This post requires a little backstory. When Bill and I finally decided our kids were
But the other day I was rooting around in the desk for something and I came across one I wrote to Bill when Amy and I went to Cleveland for an art excursion (old habits die hard). I am posting it here even though it is not quite up to the caliber of the ones I wrote to the kids. I thought they might get a kick out of seeing it anyway and recalling their mom's old "love notes".