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Filed under: Uncategorized — Written by Father Luke at 12:12 am on Wednesday, July 11th, 2007

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Annie Wicking goes like this...

Saturday, July 14th, 2007

Hi Father Luke,
‘There’s No place like home’ You’ve really sold the place to me, Santa Cruz, California & the Boardwalk and those old songs from my teenage years.
I just want to jump on a plane and come to see for myself.

I’ll bring my mother with me she sure will get on well with your dad. He sounds like a star. They will make a great pair :-)

‘Just nothing at all’ made me smile ;-) What makes you smile?

Best wishes,
Annie

Stephanie goes like this...

Thursday, July 19th, 2007

I was reading a friends blog and stumbled upon you.. It’s 2:50am and I have a toothache.. I managed to smile, reading your blog.. Thanks.It helped the hurt a little bit..

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