Aunt Marjorie passed away this week. I miss her wit...and her cackle. I'll never forget the Terror of Tiny Town (age 9), the rumble seat story (age 13), and the time she took me to a bar (age 16).
Make them laugh lady, make them laugh.
**Oh...don't smoke!
Friday, September 7, 2007
The terror of tiny town
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At age nine, This could almost be as disturbing as midget porn- almost.
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