T’day I had an errand that took me to O’vale...’n got to see the g’daughters....while I was there, I took advantage of the opportunity to turn in some recyclables....when I was a boy in Kentucky, all the kids used to keep an eye peeled for recyclable bottles, they being worth two cents apiece 'n money being just a little difficult to come by for kids....anyways, since Sophie was off skating with friends, only Emily was there so I just naturally took her along....’n I just naturally let her turn in the recyclables ‘n keep the money...
“Can we stop at the Dollar Store?”
“Certainly.”
And the Dollar Store got all but twelve cents of the recyclable money...I sang a line from an old Dean Martin hit, “Money burns a hole in your pocket”.. but I don’t really see anything wrong with ice cream, I mean it kind’a makes the world go ‘round in the middle of a Sacramento summer....just sayin’....
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