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Sunday, July 06, 2008


Barbara W. Klaser

I'm always intrigued by that grass covering routine. Here, if we did that, I'm sure the grass would cook. I've never played much tennis either, got to like it only around the time my shoulders couldn't take it anymore (arthritis). It is exciting to watch sometimes.


I remember learning to play when I was a kid. i really liked it and have always wanted to take it up, but alas, no time.


We love to hit the tennis ball back and forth, but I wouldn't exactly call it playing! It sounds like a great match--sorry I missed it. (maybe it would have relieved my doldrums)

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