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Home (the real thing)
Who says you can't go home? I used to deny where I was from, and those are the times when I was at my dumbfuckest. Out of touch in every way... Right now the thing I'm looking forward to the most is my 20th high school reunion in Grinnell, Iowa around Labor Day. I cannot wait to see Jay, my friend from day care (age 3 or 4) thru high school; we'll be rollin' like gangbusters, like it or not. We'll surely see the good, the bad, and the ugly among our old classmates. Jay was my best friend for all those years, and has proved his mettle time again. I am at heart a no nonsense Midwesterner old soul w/a keen sense for whatever Life brings. I love the weather of the south, but in the end... you can take the boy from the home, but you can't take the home from the boy.
Go home, wherever that is.
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