My Lovely Lady Frances and I were out on a bike ride this afternoon,
getting the exercise now in retirement that we should have gotten all our
life. Conversation:
"Gee, Frances, I haven't made any particular plans for our 43rd wedding
anniversary this Thursday".
"Well, that's not a real surprise."
"Hey Frances, what year was it when I started racing?"
"It was in 1963, the year after our first child was born. That makes it 40
years ago."
"Gosh -- two anniversaries the same weekend -- how about I take you to the
races at Blackhawk Farms to celebrate?"
""It figures......"
uncle jack
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