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Personal Narrative: The Caring Place
During this season of giving, help turn a child's frown upside down this Christmas. The Caring Place is now collecting new toys and gently used bikes for the children in our neighborhood. With the trend towards simplifying gift giving for our own children to what they want, what they need, something to read and something to wear this year, please consider buying a 5th gift for a child in need. Kids will be smiling all over Silverton, Kennedy Heights, Pleasant Ridge and Golf Manor!
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