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Recently, while sorting through the debris of my life, I came across this book, a reminder of my younger days.
So started a post never completed from July, 2014. Lord, seven years ago, and I am trying desperately to remember who I was and why I was.
Seven years ago, my oldest had just finished his freshman year at college, living away from home, in a big house with a group of guys, enjoying the summer of knowing that he made it, at least through one year, and that he was on his own.
At the time, the house on Henry, though it never looked this good…
Seven years ago, my youngest was getting ready to ship off to his first year of boarding school. He was getting an early start, in order to practice with the varsity soccer team.
At the time, gazing into his future…
Seven years ago, I think the chapter in question was this
If I took any of this seriously, forgive me…
Seven years ago, I think the Freshly Shod refers to these
Good ol’ LL…
Seven years ago, I found my inspiration to buy these from this
As I stated earlier, if I took any of this seriously, forgive me…
The Gentleman Farmer 