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March 23, 2016



Thought a little more about Marge and decided she's probably watching over Lubbock right this minute, or maybe she's spreading roses over San Antonio. I wrote about her in my blog about shopping. I really miss her.


How about Yellow Rose? I'm partial because all my friend Marge had to do was wear a yellow dress one night to a dance and she was forever Yellow Rose. Good dancing music, too.

Luella B. Wheeler-Bell

The bluebonnets are beautiful this year!

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