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January 12, 2021


Memories when my dad would frame out our entire backyard in Buffalo and many a night packing down snow and watering to keep the rink smooth. Such love he had to do this for his children - such fun we had during those precious days. Wonderful post,Alice

I love that, Nancy! There is nothing like a backyard rink for keeping them all outdoors on a cold day! At one point at least six of them were out there having a great time.

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