I have been going through my old photo albums and finding Omaha pictures. Nothing special. No real artistry. Just buildings that caught my eye as a young person. In September of 1988, according to my ball point penned note, we were in town. On
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There is one matter we need to discuss and for the life of me, I have no idea why I have not brought it up to this point. Ballrooms. Private ballrooms. Specifically, of the third floor nature. It is astonishing to
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When I was a little girl I was very close with my grandparents. On treasured weekends I would spend at their house, my grandmother would allow me to do most anything. This usually involved indulging in real cream and real butter and homemade