Sunday was buzzard day in Hinckley.......it is when the buzzards fly back to Hinckley.Marko and I went. He loved it.
We went for pancakes and sausage....and played some games and met some buzzards......beautiful words below!!
Love,
Michele
The world’s a rollercoaster
And I am not strapped in
Maybe I should hold with care
But my hands are busy in the air— Incubus, “Wish You Were Here”
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I got in big trouble in Middle School for my comment in the school newspaper with my answer as to why the buzzards retun to Hinckley every year. I said "If I looked like that, I'd head right for Hinckley too." I actually got sent to the office and reprimanded.
JimBob
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