S. and mom were some of the many who got dumped on one of the small falls. She did not ever want anything to do with floating on a tube ever again!
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But now, O Lord, thou art our father; we are the clay, and thou our potter; and we all are the work of thy hand. Isaiah. 64:8
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Gosh, Noah is getting handsome!
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