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A Broken Bone in Pensacola

Sunday night, Dewey was giving me a massage, and Phillip Andre said he could do better. He can. Dewey has little pokey fingers, and he’s always pulling on me. Tuesday, I performed Taps at 2 funerals, and everyone told me … Continue reading

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