wildnkrazykat
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I remember when my Dad put in cedar post and barb wire fence on the piece of land he owned in the country off Island Home Pike. That was well over a half century ago. Closer to 64 years, probably. I drove by there today and the post are still in place with the rusted barb wire. Recognized the exact post I jumped from and hung my blue jeans on the barb wire. Dad had to come rescue me because I was hanging about two feet off the ground.
That's good stuff. I was reading an article the other day and it showed spots in Europe on d-day and then how they looked today. Oh the stories that places hold, sacred stories that go untold.