Better Late Than Never...

I am not a scrapbooker. When my parents moved to Utah, I was invited to go to a friend's young women leader's house. We were going to scrapbook. I made two pages, which, frankly, sort of stunk. Also, I had absolutely nothing to do with them, as I had no scrapbook. Thirteen years later, the pages are loosely stored in a box...
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