Monday, October 8, 2007
Juliet
Juliet, I remember you, you don't remember me? We hung out at your parents home when they were teaching. your house was the house in front of the pool we used to jump into..(nobody home). I don't know if you remember too, I shot a bb into Bens ass one day. I named one of my sons Ben....go figure.
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Pat of course I remember you. I have been planning to write you a long letter and send some pictures.
I have been looking for your family for years.
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