

Fatima Messages for Today: Part Two
I was too young to remember, but my older brothers and sisters tell stories of our first home, which was later converted to store hay and eventually torn down to make way for the local church parish center. The only thing I recall is how cozy it felt when Dad would start up a fire in the stove, and Mom would warm our shoes on it; contrary to belief, it does get cold in Texas during the winter. There was a very small kitchen, two small bedrooms shared by my parents and seven
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