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From the Blog: Lessons in Puppy Love

On March 9, 2017, in a moment of complete insanity, our family decided to adopt two dogs. And when I say our family I really mean me, with my husband realizing I was too hell bent on the decision to be stopped. After putting our cat Nigel down last summer, we were thinking of adding ONE dog to the family. But the whole idea of a Kerr family dog was merely in concept phase, not execution.

Well, God has a way of putting people in your life that need to be there, as well as blowing up any rough plans or timelines you have in mind.

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Featured Story: Norine Foley

Norine Beryl Foley has always been a social butterfly. From her time as a young girl at Little Flower then Longwood, to her days working for the City Colleges or serving as the unofficial host of the Darien Rooftop Club, Norine has always surrounded herself with people. She did not marry or have kids of her own, but she is a kid at heart and has been a fun-loving aunt to 7 nieces and nephews and great aunt to 12. 

Marriage just wasn’t for me. I had proposals. Sure. One asked me if I know how to cook, I said yeah. Then he asked if I wanted to, and I said no.

Living most of her life in a bustling neighborhood of Chicago filled with restaurants on every corner, she had little need to cook. 

Many times I went out a guy just to check out a new hotspot or restaurant.

Norine’s zest for life could be seen from the very start, often getting her into trouble as a child with her mom and her trusted wooden spoon.

I remember my parents had people over and I crawled under the table and tied their shoelaces together. The spoon broke over that one.

Thanks for reading. See you next month! - Nora
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