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G'morning Frank, thanks for the journal, and reggae tunes, and the Dude.

I'm getting ready to take a trip on Amtrak from Buffalo to MN for the graduation of a little girl I helped bring from Monrovia when she was 7. She got left behind in Africa as a baby when her teenage mom's refugee status was approved and the baby wasn't on the paperwork. We needed a translator to communicate at first, but within a year or 2 she could imitate the valley girl accent from Disney TV. She was a tough little scrapper. One day in the park I turned around and she was fighting 3 boys. I had to rescue the boys because she was beating the crap out of all 3. "That big one called me ugly," she pouted. Anyway, now she's working as a care aide in a nursing home and graduating high school next Saturday with AP credits in nursing. Her family moved to Minnesota a few years ago, but she still calls to check on me, or ask for advice, or help editing essays in google docs. So I don't wanna miss graduation.

I need to crank up my auto-watering gear to feed the girlz while I'm gone for 4 days.
 
Happy Caturday everybody.
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That's how a good community works.... :bravo: .. Well Done you....:pighug:
I’m f-ing regretting it now! I had no idea his backyard was full of damn obstacles from all the stuff they added since having a baby! Plus it had been so long since mowing that the big grassy weeds were making the mower die out on me so had to raise the height! Plus i was already hurting so bad i was distracted and managed to mow their giant backyard and 80% of the front before i bumped the lever and realized the mower had the self propel feature! I was doing it the hard way! Was so drenched in sweat i had to leave and tell him i would come back tonight or the morning to weedeat it!
 
G'morning Frank, thanks for the journal, and reggae tunes, and the Dude.

I'm getting ready to take a trip on Amtrak from Buffalo to MN for the graduation of a little girl I helped bring from Monrovia when she was 7. She got left behind in Africa as a baby when her teenage mom's refugee status was approved and the baby wasn't on the paperwork. We needed a translator to communicate at first, but within a year or 2 she could imitate the valley girl accent from Disney TV. She was a tough little scrapper. One day in the park I turned around and she was fighting 3 boys. I had to rescue the boys because she was beating the crap out of all 3. "That big one called me ugly," she pouted. Anyway, now she's working as a care aide in a nursing home and graduating high school next Saturday with AP credits in nursing. Her family moved to Minnesota a few years ago, but she still calls to check on me, or ask for advice, or help editing essays in google docs. So I don't wanna miss graduation.

I need to crank up my auto-watering gear to feed the girlz while I'm gone for 4 days.
Congrats on a fine outcome of kind effort. You deserve a hell of a lot more than the points for this story. :worship::cheers:
 
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