Yes, my younger self was a pistol....My preferred collecting process was intimidation, instead of the breaking of bones...Never liked that part of the occupation...I don't even know that guy anymore...
Thanks to the love of a good woman that introduced me to a more righteous way of life, I turned away from all of that craziness.... Before she had to go to her reservation in Heaven, she showed me what can only be seen by the eyes of the blind, which is the love of our Father....
By the way, that same woman was a good friend of Pat, and even introduced me to her a time or two...I like to think they are playing a spirited game of horse somewhere in Heaven.
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