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Before the stroke, dad used to talk to anybody, anywhere. It didn’t matter. Waitress, cashier, postal clerk at the counter, stranger on the street.

He was fearless in approaching people and finding out their story. 846 more words

Day Two - On The Road AgainĀ 

The Traverse Family day begin early on day two. At sunrise they were let’s go, let’s go.

Instead of staying in their seats. They decided to suction themselves to the window and take in the view. 48 more words