A JOURNAL OF STORIES AND PICTURES (The year Samaritan's Purse rebuilt our home)








 A JOURNAL OF STORIES AFTER THE STORM
 

One Time

Five Kids and a Flood

Good Morning; It's a New Year

 A New Kitchen After Hurricane Sandy

A Bathroom for Valentine's Day

Remembering Before

A Change of Plans Times Five

Added Treasure

Surprising Jordan

Country Blessings

Almost There--A House Update

Final Touches...Latest House Update

Celebration Time

A JOURNAL IN PICTURES
(some of the over-hundred volunteers who helped)
 

 

 

 






















 
 



























 



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