Monday, February 1, 2021

A RING-A-DING-DING




 Sor for a year, back in 2014, we used this if one or more of us were sleeping and we had to tend to my father. Then it went into a closet upstairs when he died on Labor day. The other day, I came across it and now have it downstairs so my mother can ring it if needed. 

I never once noticed the 1983 on the ornament or just plain regular bell. But there you go. Aint that a kick in the head?


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