small world...left my little Brother in a cemetary once
the Family Reunion every Memorial Weekend in Kansas that keeps me from Northwoods...
~ 38 years ago the whole multiple car parade of our family left the cemetary to head back to our rented hall. As we all re-gathered, someone asked where my little brother was. He was 4.
Raced back to the cemetary and there he was, little good lookin toe headed kid with the biggest grin you can imagine started clapping as he recognized the vehicles...time or two later in life my Father regretted going back
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