Death of a Newspaper post. The piece of lumber that kept our twice weekly paper above the elements met a sudden demise Xmas plus 1. We were out for blood until Jack notice this confession attached to our front door.... Laughter took over the mood as we all
reminisced over the number of mailboxes we had executed throughout our youth without a single oz. of remorse let alone a confession or offer to fix. (unless we got caught!) We will call Adam today and inform him of his last minute pardon. Thus ending 2008 on a high note.
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