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| All the way down to the cuff. Yeah Baby! |
Today a sad thing happened. Dad's favoritest suit pants sort of got a little rip in them... Here is where each of the Smith kids are imagining the look that came over Mom's face when she saw that little rip. Yes, you guessed it. I don't know why but I get so much pleasure from ripping the unwearable but I do! Dad remembered that this was his first new suit we bought when he was called as a brand new Bishop. Ten years ago, when Blake was seven. He has had a lot of good use out of those old pants. The knees are pretty worn out too from time well spent on his knees praying for guidance. Good bye gray plaid suit. And there are a couple of worn out white shirts that will join you in your final resting place. Adieu. To yuh and yuh and yuh.
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