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| I was a 6 year old when Grandpa had it. He'd have active memory of a bygone era, where he used to farm on Missouri river in SD, back before it was dammed. Knew some folks who lived on island in the river by name. (No island today).
He'd tell me to pack my bags and we're going to Minneapolis, Well I was all excited until mom let me know that grandpa was just kidding and there is no trip. Towards end it got really bad.
No details.
I'll meet the old gent in the sweet by and by some day. | |
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"elderly" parent making bad choices!!!!
