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Thursday, June 6, 2013
Smells Like A Hurricane
Funny how your sense of smell is most connected to your memory. I go outside during this tropical storm and hurricane stories flow. Mostly I remember school days cancelled. Makes me miss my mother and my grandmother and all of the pets that I felt responsible for. The women and the kids in my life, too.
Looks like it may be a wild storm season. I could use some new memories.
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