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Memory Lane

To anyone else this would be an ordinary street view, of industrial buildings, with some department stores mixed in. But to me it is part of my History.

Because you see that Tall blue building with all of the windows.. Thats where my Dad was born..

I love how it has the Memory Stone for the now gone Paper Mill where my Grandfather worked too. {This i have to double check as when looking at electoral rolls from that time he was a Fettler for the Railways}…

Across on the other side of the road is where my husband works…

So its full circle..

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