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The Heveland Gang
We are The Hevelands
My youngest daughter makes the press
Newspaper clipping reads: Full of Christmas spirit, Hannah Heveland wanted to give a gift from herself to other children. Hannah recently donated 11 inches of her hair to Locks of Love. Locks of Love is a public, non-profit organization that provides hair pieces to financially disadvantaged children in the United States and Canada under age 21 who are suffering from long-term medical hair loss from any diagnosis. Hannah is the daughter of Judy and Mark Husick of Sayre and Will Heveland of Nichols.
On 1/25/10 Hannah received a letter of congratulations from NYS Assemblyman Thomas O'Mara of Elmira NY.
Marine meets Toby Keith
My main squeeze's oldest son is a US Marine in Afghanistan, They were visited by celebrity Toby Keith where he plucked out a marine from the crowd and was surprised they had the same first name.(Lori's son Toby pictured above with Toby Keith).
above-Lori and Toby at Boot Camp Graduation
On June 3,2009 Toby safely returned home from Afghanistan
to be with his main squeeze......
Then on October 18, 2009 they were wed
to live happily ever after......
Some of our Portable Coops
Legend of the Rooster...
Legend states that the only time a rooster crowed at midnight was the night that Jesus was born. In Spanish and Latin American countries "Misa del Gallo,"the Mass of the Rooster, is celebrated at midnight on Christmas Eve. The crowing of the rooster at the dawn of each morning symbolizes the daily triumph of light over darkness and the victory of good over evil.
What we like to do when we're not in the coop ↓
Family Reunion Country ThemeNeedle in the Haystack prize huntMilking Contest
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"The last of the Marlboro men"
William (Bill) Heveland II 1929-1986
If you love your freedom,always remember why we have it.
It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly; who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause; who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.