Sunday, July 05, 2009

Carted Away.

Getting a hot dog on the corner from Old Man Wilson was the highlight of Kimberly's afternoons, and it showed.
"How come we never see any squirrels around this neighborhood, Mr. W?" asked her brother one day.
"Oh, they're closer than you think," said the spritely old man, spooning another delicious dollop of homemade relish.

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