Dad, Hannah and the wrecked car
My dad was on his way to meet all of us for dinner, and he ended up spinning on some loose gravel and careening into a pole. At least he still has his legs ... and his sense of humor!
"Writing is communication, not self-expression. Nobody in this world wants to read your diary except your Mother." -Richard Peck
Posted by Brianna at 12:59:00 a.m.
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