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Memorys...
My Birthday is in the beginning of July, as was my Fathers, Grandfathers and severl others in the family...thus, the Forth of July was choosen as the day to celebrate these..Hot Dogs with heaps of mustard, potato salad, Deviled Eggs Covered with Paprika, Ice Cream made in a bucket filled with ice and salt....Dogwoods in bloom, Fireflys blinked accross the sky at night....and fireworks ended the event with a bang.
Now in Oz, it is Winter...and nothing like these days...not sad, as I am in a place I love...but this time of year brings back memorys...
Like the 4th Dad was showing off a new horse and rode over a field that had a ditch...thinking the horse would jjust jump over the ditch, it stoped instead, fliping my Dad over the head of the horse, and in some sort of miracle he landed on his feet....to the applause of the entire family...
Memorys....
Memorys...
My Birthday is in the beginning of July, as was my Fathers, Grandfathers and severl others in the family...thus, the Forth of July was choosen as the day to celebrate these..Hot Dogs with heaps of mustard, potato salad, Deviled Eggs Covered with Paprika, Ice Cream made in a bucket filled with ice and salt....Dogwoods in bloom, Fireflys blinked accross the sky at night....and fireworks ended the event with a bang.
Now in Oz, it is Winter...and nothing like these days...not sad, as I am in a place I love...but this time of year brings back memorys...
Like the 4th Dad was showing off a new horse and rode over a field that had a ditch...thinking the horse would jjust jump over the ditch, it stoped instead, fliping my Dad over the head of the horse, and in some sort of miracle he landed on his feet....to the applause of the entire family...
Memorys....