Tonight was a fine summer breezy night for my Twilight Walk. The rest of the week probably not, Rita. Just finished my walk. Relaxing at a picnic table at a forlorn neighborhood ball park named after a guy born the same year as me ( 1947) but killed in Vietnam in 1968. This story is on my Facebook page.
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