I just had this fabulous memory. One lovely spring day, my Dad finally got off his butt to mow the lawn and since he knew I love the clover patch below the pecan trees on the West Lawn he promised to leave me a little bit to play in. When I went outside to play after the noise of the mower stopped I found a clover patch mowed into the shape of a
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