I remember the little things that you would say that made me smile. Before we moved out to the ranch, I never knew you called barbed wire, bob wire. I can hear you talking to your mom on the phone as if it were today.
“Dad fixed the bob wire fence by the culvert. Tilly was getting out there. It was froggy this morning, so he wanted to get it done before it got too hot.”
You didn’t know how cute you were. Even others would comment how cute the sayings you would say were. I never understood why you called me “dad” but it didn’t bother me, it was you.
I love you Michelle.
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