Marie loved to remind me of the times we had in this parking lot. When we were kids we had a wagon. I would get her going really fast and sling it to the left or right and she would go flying out of it. I’d promise her that I wouldn’t sling her out anymore and she would climb back in. I’d get her going and sling her out again. She believed me every time. She would laugh and laugh telling that story. This is a picture of her sitting on a Harley Davidson in 1964 in that parking lot.
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