As the song goes... here in MoTown. It's cold and gray but good to see folks. I sat next to a woman on the plane who smelled like moth balls. Ugh. Took a trip yesterday to a X Mas tree farm, the cold air and smell of fresh spruce were a good antidote to the moth ball lady.
Lots to write about later.
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So Ok... it's been a while. Guess what.. I'm back with a desire to write again. It seems like this may once again be a place I can ...
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I have been stuck all week on a detail in the Fire Dept. recruiting tent at the county fair. Ahh the smell of goat shit and funnel cakes... ...
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