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Point To Ponder

My wife was cleaning out my man-cave downstairs and converting it into the new “grandkids room” where they will be able to go play as they are soon to get to the age where they would prefer to go off on their own anyway as opposed to sitting and listening to the grown-ups talk.

And, because she was willing to do almost all of the work, I really had no argument against her idea. I mean, we moved my “office” upstairs after the last big flood, and the big beautiful television we put up in the family room has made that the must-watch room for Sunday football.

But … I was needed to...

 

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