The kids took to their Grandpa John. They remembered him from Halloween when he passed through town with Mr. Uncle Curt. On Friday after Thanksgiving, he flew his plane to my Grandma Hughes' house and landed in the field. He gave family members rides after dinner (gee, was the timing bad or what -- can you say "barf bag"?). Erica would get so excited before he would take off saying, "Mommy! Come look! He's going to make the leaves blow!"
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