The year was 1996. My sons, ages two and four, were running
around the kitchen table, wearing old 1970s “Rhoda-style” scarves,
like capes. Superman and Batman were in the building!
The year was 1996. My sons, ages two and four, were running
around the kitchen table, wearing old 1970s “Rhoda-style” scarves,
like capes. Superman and Batman were in the building!
My Nativity Manger consists of…
My son, Chris, and his wife, Ada, bought a DNA test for their adopted dog, Ozzy.
The weather has turned to crap, and I have fallen into scores of internet-based rabbit holes.
I died yesterday.
I am just a tractor, but I’ve seen things.
I haven’t posted for a while, and I wanted to share something I have been coping with the last few weeks.
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