My Aunt Kirsten and Uncle Mick were doing a mad dash to Vegas for the Hafen party. And I thought, well I don't want to be the one not to go. So Maissie and I jumped in the car and went. Only we surprised everyone. I called my Mom and told her there would be a package coming for my Dad, and she had to be home. Ta-Da! It was us. On the way down we stopped to see Gpa Hersch, which turned out to be monumental.
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