On a pure whim, we walked right into the Blue Bayou for lunch. The kids had never been, Ann had only eaten desert here many years ago, and I was here once in high school.
"Jennie, let this be a reminder to you...when two old, fragile minds cannot remember something, they work together to tell a story from the past." ...a quote from Jacob as Ann and I were talking about our lives before kids.
Jacob refered to the angel of death as 'Tim Reaper'
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