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Saturday, June 16, 2012
June 16, 1991
It's a Happy Father's Day. JoAnna and the boys present me with a gift and cards while I'm still lounging in bed. We go out to Perkins for breakfast. Andy gets to be a handful for awhile. JoAnna and I do some gardening but not until Andy and I some basketball at the park -- "our park", as he refers to it. We buy some more perennials at Bruce to fill in along the south side of the house. I take out about a foot-wide length of turf and replace it with cedar bark mulch. After a shower, I lounge on the hammock, Eddie right next to me in his playpen. JoAnna cooks steaks with lotsa fixin's for a picnic supper. After a call to Dad, we all walk to the park. We tune in the Pirates-Giants game once we get home. My back is pink and a bit sore by the time I'm ready to fall asleep.
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