ckhnat 2006
The “One Step Closer to Seeing Jesus” Sunday School class had a picnic today. Fern and I took her van to pick up Gieve, Fran, Joan … and … um, someone else with a name from that generation. I’m convinced elderly people are all experts in anatomy, always talking about body parts and medicine.
Fern turned to me with a look of annoyance, “I hate it when they talk like old folks.”
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