Memory

Sad to hear about Ray. I was remembering one fourth of July when the adults were tossing clay pigeons from the porch and shooting them. Well it was Rays turn and he hit two of them but his third shot he hit grandmas clothes line and blew down. It was a metal line on a pulley that ran from the porch to the telephone pole. When the tide was out we would collect the missed clay pigeons.

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