Claude L. Mills

Thursday, May 27, 2010

Taxi Service


Sometimes, my mom and dad can't come pick me up from certain places. I know I can always call Grandpa to come pick me up. He tells me, "I'll always be able to come pick you up, wherever." This means a lot to me. Thanks Grandpa! I love you!

--Mikell
Posted by Lisa Wood at 8:01 PM
Labels: family, grandchildren

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