Ann explains "I do remember that I always knew I was adopted. My first memory was of mom telling me I was 'chosen'. She told me the story of how she and my dad went to pick out a baby, because they wanted one so much. They walked down rows of babies. When they stopped at me, I reached out for my dad's finger, I had found my new family." Registration is not required and light refreshments will be served.
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