I sit here in my chair looking out the back window & all I think about is how much I miss my son. He always was in the backyard doing something since the day he started playing outside weather it was playing with his dinky cars in the sand or when he got older driving 4 wheelers & dirt bikes & working on them & cars. He always had to have some thing to do or he would pace the floors in the house. Drove him crazy if he couldn’t find something to do.
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