This episode is a reminiscence sparked by some old photos. I’m pretty sure my father took the photos, because I can’t remember him ever being without a camera. So, thanks dad, I love these. I only wish you were around so I could tell you.
And of course thanks to Cricky for the friendship so many years ago and to Ms. Mesquitey for the friendship now and onward.
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