Hey! Where are you going? Mom says we're going fishing.
I don't feel like fishing. I smell a photographer over in those woods. I want a close-up!
You better not go there! I'm telling Mom!!!
You boys better quiet down or you'll scare off the fish!
(more fun with note cards bearing bears, bound for brothers in north Georgia)
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I rather miss corresponding with my youngest brother.
Tony was released on parole and immediately married Laura.
http://beachwalksoffaustina.blogspot.com/2018/07/absolutely.html
I see very little of them, even though they live only 7 houses away, in Mama's old house, which they purchased from our brother Smitty.
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