I'm out in my garage tinkering around and up my driveway on Drury Lane in LeGrand comes a four year old boy with snow white hair on his bicycle. I recognized him as the little rug-rat from 3 houses down. I'd never said two words to him before. Undaunted and not intimidated in the least... this little guy just fires up the conversation like I was his new best friend.
"how's it goin?"
Fast forward 13 years, and Jason still has that mop of blonde hair, and evidently I still seemed like a guy he wanted to hang out with for awhile. And hang out we did. Lots of reminiscing, lots of discussion about all things East Marshall, and lots of cool images.
A special thank you to J's mom, Marsha, for doing her homework and ultimately putting her trust in her old neighbor. Even though we don't live three houses down from each other anymore, I appreciate your decision. It means a lot.
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