Hadn’t stopped raining, Looks like Ruth’s Arizonia monsoon, Missed chatting with her last nught, Ate a melty hershey bar and as dad would say ‘That was all she write!’ Yes I’m aware someone ither then Doc Heike saud it first, Maybe even better than dad, but well, I knew dad as well as any gayContinue reading “Thunders back,”
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