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The Day Daddy Rolled the First Grade | The Istoriaphile’s Corner
You know Grandfield’s always been a small place. Shoot, there were only sixteen in my graduating class. And of that bunch, only four of us were boys. I liked that; it meant I had lots of girlfriends. But that also meant Jack, and Ick, and I got put in every school play and program Like … Continue reading "The Day Daddy Rolled the First Grade"