I remember the long bike ride every day down to the Jr. High in the summer just to finish the fine, hand crafted, work of art that you see before you. I never thought it would last this long!
I remember Mom driving Granpa Whitby's truck down to pick it up to bring it home
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I remember the long bike ride every day down to the Jr. High in the summer just to finish the fine, hand crafted, work of art that you see before you. I never thought it would last this long!
I remember Mom driving Granpa Whitby's truck down to pick it up to bring it home
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