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Tracing It Back To The Beginning

I had to run over to the dollar store yesterday to pick up some things for the T-ball parade. A little history of the location of the dollar store: there is basically nothing left in that plaza. There is a Subway, a RAC, and empty spaces. I think there was even a Bertuccis there at… Continue reading Tracing It Back To The Beginning

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A Letter To The Ice Cream Man:

Dear Mr. Ice Cream Man. Why must you park your truck with all its precious goodies; popsicles, frozen lemonade, novelties shaped like Spiderman, RIGHT in front of the T-ball field in the MIDDLE of their game? It makes no sense. Of all the fields to park in front of you chose the field with 4… Continue reading A Letter To The Ice Cream Man: