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Donna, I wondered if you were playing in your mind like you dance in your mind or actually playing and then I saw the picture on facebook. I can’t begin to imagine the wonderful treasury of memories it brought as you played. Oh, I so wish I could hear you! Is the accordion new? It makes me smile so big as I remember your dad playing the accordion at our home while Aunt Nora and Dad danced the Polka. Such beautiful memories. Thank you for sharing yourself so freely. You are a wonderful blessing in my life. I love you, cousin.
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