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Thursday, February 19, 2009

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Marita

I loved that old model T truck dad had on the dairy! My most vivid memory was of sitting there legs swinging and AnnMarie falling off and run over on the legs. After that we weren't allowed to ride like that anymore. Although I think someone pushed her she didn't just bounce right off.

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