

The guys came over for one last game of ping pong with Tim. Because we were out of town on Friday, they came over on Sunday evening. But I think on Friday evenings, a part of me will always think of those guys that would come. I could hear their laughter from the basement, and I will always remember the look on their faces when we would fix cookies or brownies. :-) They were also like big brothers to Caleb, and he always looked forward to when "the boys" were coming over to play. We will miss them very much.
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