Saturday, November 29. The best dressed shipwreck survivor.

Written by Jack van Ommen on November 30th, 2013

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I plan to go to 9.30 mass at St. Vincent. And will meet Pierre and Marinique there again and the ones I met last Sunday after mass.


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