Tim's Memorial Site
Our fiddle player looked out at the crowd from the stage and said that this was really middle america. I realized at the church service that I probably know a hundred adults out here, not to mention their kids.
Our fiddle player looked out at the crowd from the stage and said that this was really middle america. I realized at the church service that I probably know a hundred adults out here, not to mention their kids.
Jake, the skinny one with the fish, is getting his Eagle next Sunday afternoon from the Boy Scouts. Good guy, he's turned into a gung-ho kid like my bear boy.
Life goes on.
We're off to Square Dance tonight and hang out with 80ish set that go for drinks afterward.
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