My husband grew up in Lewisville on a family farm..he loved the family bonds that develop when you work side by side in that type of atmosphere. When we married I was excited to move into the home Brad grew up in. 4years later we had our children. 3 sons. What a perfect place to raise three boys. There were so many boys in the neighborhood. Everyday there were football games, baseball, ghost in the graveyard, each of our families looking out for each other..always safe. Fast forward twenty some years and we lost our home in a fire. All material things. But we had each other. Friends family and the neighborhood really came to our aid. We never blinked an eye when deciding where to rebuild. Lewisville is our home. Who would ever believe that our family dogRocky would be shot right in our backyard! The gunshots were heard from two different neighbors who said it definitely was right in the yard. Our dog died in his backyard at the hands of who?
Posted on: Sun, 26 Oct 2014 17:23:24 +0000
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