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Laughter By Paul: January 17, 2013
The owner of a large store was awakened by his phone ringing at 1 a.m.
I’ve drifted over the e-fence, all a-wiggle with glee
I’ve finally done it. I’ve gone over the fence. Now I know how Dandy felt all those years ago.
My autobiography, told to the best of my core memory
I checked Ancestry.com and was able to trace my lineage back to about 1936. We sure didn’t look anything like we do now. The earliest I could find some of my ancestors that were anything like me, at least in the internal organs, was 1941.




