watch "Yankee Doodle Dandy" while we have bar-be-que. Later, Diane and I will scout out
a suitable fireworks display. We never like to plan ahead, just follow the smell of sulphur.
One thing I must do, is to wish Kathy Hunn happy birthday. I was recalling today all the
things we experienced together, then went our separate ways and now we have been able
to stay in touch through Face Book.
Some of the things that crossed my mind include her old black car, the semester she carried
a dead cat with her, and her navy blue coat in 8th grade. Kathy worked behind the counter at a dime store in Hampton Village. We had to buy a Coke if we wanted to spend time talking to her while she worked. But it was worth every penny.
Happy Birthday, Foxy!
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