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Hill Side Country

Fathers farm seemed to be holding up great in the time that had passed i must say.

“You remember in early 1979 washing fathers truck in the scorching heat, and the local neighbors daughter came over with two warm lemonade for us.” Tony said.

“Sigh”
“She was great at looking great but when it came to the typical things in life she has dreadful. I remember when i took her to that local fair in the park each year we had. She tried her best to dance but kept tripping on her white pearling dress.” David said.

“Everything here is a way to remember the golden days.” Tony said.

“Just like how you stoled fathers truck for a date. And when you came home you tried your hardest to lie, but father found the poor girls purse in the back.” David said.

“He made me take care of all of the crop that summer with no rest.” Tony said.

Tony and David sat up upon the farm looking down on the land.
Never forgetting the time that has passed by them.

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