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Join Date: Jan 2006
Location: Southern 2G & Northern 4D
My dad trapped a lot back in the 1930's and 40's. Mother told me he smelled like a skunk every fall. They were married in November 1937, I came along, the only child, in December 1946, wonder if this as the reason. LOL
The way that you wander is the way that you choose,
The day that you tarry is the day that you lose.
Sunshine or thunder, a man will always wonder.
Where the fair wind blows.