The Important Box from South Dakota had arrived. I had been
waiting for it. Early Wednesday afternoon it was delivered to my front door. When I opened
the flaps of the Tomato Ketchup box - there was the body of Mr. Jason Michael Buckingham
Bear carefully holding his head in his lap. Buckingham wasn't the only thing in the
box. It was completely filled with love and trust. Jerrod loved his bear to pieces. Two
pieces. And he trusted me to fix him. Even if it meant traveling half way around the
world. "Almost that far," Jerrod thought. "And being separated
forever," thought Buckingham. click-->Something's Always Cooking at Sally's Boyds Cafe! Webspresso HOME! Webspresso Guest Book Contest Fun! Front Page 98 Discussion Group Contents and photos of this
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