This should be a simple description, or so I thought. Home is not a place, but a feeling, a memory, a thought. Home is where I feel love and laughter, sadness and loss. It is where I remember those little moments I hold dear. Spending time with my grandparents in the summertime at their house ...
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Or were you just there for the commercials? Come on, you know the ones advertisers pay big bucks to make and air. Surprisingly we were there for both. All of us were for the Steelers except the boy (not pictured). Stephen wanted to cheer on the underdog and he almost saw the upset of the year, thus far.
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