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Flashlight Duty

There were times I literally lived in fear of my dad. At the time, it wasn’t fun, and it darn sure wasn’t funny, but now, looking back, some of the things that took place were a bit humorous in a terrifying sort of way. This is one of them: Read the rest of this entry »

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Flashlight Duty

Y’all seem to be ignoring me today, and you should know better! That’ll just make me pester you more! Kind of like my brother Billy use to aggravate our youngest brother Ken. Sometimes all Billy had to do was look at Ken with this taunting, one-sided grin he had, and Ken would go balistic: “Mom! Billy’s lookin at me!” Read the rest of this entry »

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