Lest we forget.
UPDATE: THIS JUST IN FROM TERRYTOWN 1983:


My bachelor days are over again, Leslie is now a New Orleanian.

And I hate that picture from the caterpillar story.
I’m sorry your golf game has fallen apart.

One of the many reasons Kent is still my friend after almost 20 years:
When a little old lady needed help finding her car at Festival International in Lafayette last month, Kent stepped up to the plate. I haven’t seen Kent since then, but they were walking at .1 miles per hour, so it’s quite possible they are almost there. -BRENT
I’m not sure if you ever check in here, but happy birthday Mom-in-law!
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