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My daughter, age 5 at camp

 youngest child there, I thought, well, what the hell.  they took her.

come to pick her up after a week there, found her on Luke's shoulders,

filthy, exhausted, looked like she hadn't eaten.

looked at me at first sight like, Who are you?

probably the the best time of her life, Sheri.

yeah.

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