Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Speaking of doors, I'll soon be missing Jet's knocks at our door. Sharing with us his childhood experiences and stories, punctuating our adult lives with whims and fancies of youth today.
They being our neighbors was one of the things we factored when we decided to live here. But people come and go, and I speak only of physical distances.
*Jet during one of his knock-knocks.
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