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11-09-2006, 05:08 PM
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That brought back a memory for me too. I remember on Sunday mornings, Dad would still be in bed and call out..."Janet Darlene and her sewing machine" (I know corny, but not much else rythms..LOL) and then he would yell for my brother..."Bradley Eugene and his freckle machine" (can you guess why he was called that?) and then Brad and I would go jump in bed with Daddy and get tickled and loved on. It was so much fun.
Okay, that made the tears fall, he's been gone now since 1973 and I miss him so much still! 
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