grutzworks3

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He got the job! "I'm gonna take care of you, Sheri." yeah. There might doggie business here.

listened from the other room, Phil's phone/video interview. I didn't know that about you, Phil. hmm.

Did they ever see parents of disabled children other than you?

ummm, no they didn't. We both went in to interview for job at the ballpark, after sled hockey. what happened, Sheri? no go. neither one of us.

Sheri, somebody, somewhere wants to tell you something. Not targeting. Not life. Just tell you something interesting.

Sometimes our dad would pick us up, sometimes not. and sharing a passenger seat with Ronnie in dad's TR7. never did anything fun. Good to see ya though, dad.

but no, you kids were in Texas with him and he drove you guys to Carlsbad Caverns. Got lost. blamed the woman. I think it was Mary. what car was that? not coming to me. me and Ronnie were on Mary like a magnet.

Now really, Sheri. Couldn't your parents have driven you to school instead of walking down the back alley age 5 with all the junior high smokers to get on the bus.

Ronnie, do you remember those braided occupusses mom made us when she was in hospital. it told me she was still alive.

Hard on all of you, Sheri. nobody really spoke to a child, Sheri.