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Saturday, May 14, 2005

Old man

Yesterday Owen and I were walking past Claycroft and I was holding Owen's arm. A random old man with facial hair walking the other way said, "Hold onto her son, she's a cracker!" I was highly amused and also quite pleased. :o) Just thought I'd share that with the world.
Posted by Sarah at 7:54 pm

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