Today I'm thankful for memories. While making awesome new memories with great friends tonight at the bonfire, Gary and Jeff reminded me of a long ago memory of my daddy smoking a pipe. I hate to admit how nice it felt to smell that after all these years. I think Daddy quit his pipe when I was about 6.
Funny truth: I think that was the very FIRST time I've ever eaten a fire-roasted hot dog. YUMMY!!
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