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| WE used to stop at a little place Called Rudy's and eat carp When we hauled into the stock yards. A fish sandwich was a side of carp with a slice of bread on a paper plate. We considered it a treat.
Towards the end we had to make sure we took the diesel truck as they would siphon the gas out of the gas ones while we ate.
There was a nicer place south of there that lasted a little longer. I can't think if the name. | |
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