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Feb 26, 2006 20:36

The morning after the storm passed, my dad and I got down to my grandparents' house to get their shoveling done. When we had that precipitation cleared away, we went in for a few minutes to say hello. Since his stroke, my grandfather's been making his way around by way of walker; I saw him come around to the kitchen, making blunt noises synonymous ( Read more... )

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hit_the_kirb February 27 2006, 04:21:21 UTC
"satellites and quaking aspens"

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