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I was away for the weekend. I went to my nephew, Rick’s for the fourth. He cooked some filet mignon on the grill. It was excellent. Cheryl, Sylvia and I went in the pool. It was very pleasant. I took Danny Boy into the pool to see if he’d like it but he did not. He was scared so I put him out of the pool and dried him off. He was only wet on the bottom. He did the doggie paddle but I didn’t let go of him. He did not like it at all.
I followed my brother, Rick, home and stayed with him and Sylvia, my sister-in-law. There were illegal fireworks all over the place. Some were quite a profession job. Several homes behind the high school set them off every year. Others were closer. There were empty shells from them in the back alley.
I went over to see my brother, Don, on Sat. and then back to Rick’s.
This morning, I went to the Holmes Church. Some of the people there knew my parents. One of her friends, Dottie, was there. She had not been well for about 11 weeks and this was her first Sunday back. She remembered me after I introduced myself. Another lady knew Don. Her husband works with Don.
Sylvia and I went to an open house near her. We walked over. The house was advertised for $359,900. Most houses in that area go for 200,000 to 250,000. We were curious to see it. It turned out to be the home of a lady who used to work with Sylvia. It was a lovely home. I wish I had the money to buy it. It was a holiday so there were no other open houses. I drove by some that were advertised for sale. One was on Green Street near Don. He and I walked around to look at it. It was right behind the EMT Station and directly behind the Firehouse. The sirens would be horrendous.
I’ll keep looking. I have to wait until I sell this house, anyway.
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