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Daddy’s Hands, Toll Booths and Fallen Rock Zone

It seems like we spent lots of time in the car when I was little. I remember lots of road trips. Daddy would drive, whether we went in the car, truck, motorhome or boat. His arm slung across the steering … Continue reading

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