I remember when . . .
door Victor Neal Buechele
Dit is de prijs die uw klanten zien Prijslijst bewerken
Over het boek
This book is an effort by me to relate to my children how life was when I was growing up. Some of the happenings in this journal may seem a little farfetched, but to the best of my knowledge, they are as true and accurate as I can make them.
I hope this is enjoyed by those whose enjoyment it is intended. I know it's not much to leave to my heirs, but hell, I didn't know I was supposed to leave them anything until the other day. And the only other thing I can leave them is alone.
From one stinker to another...
I hope this is enjoyed by those whose enjoyment it is intended. I know it's not much to leave to my heirs, but hell, I didn't know I was supposed to leave them anything until the other day. And the only other thing I can leave them is alone.
From one stinker to another...
kenmerken / functionaliteiten & details
- Hoofdcategorie: Biografieën en memoires
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Projectoptie: Standaard liggend, 25×20 cm
Aantal pagina's: 120 - Datum publiceren: dec 15, 2008
- Trefwoorden growing up, memoirs, indiana, rural, heirloom, journal, family, memories, recollections, childhood, stories, nostalgia
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