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  • My – Ego

    My wife jokes with me about how I was as a teenager.  You see, Katie and I dated in high school and in college. There are very few people in the world who know me and my history like she does.  I was a singer in choirs and solo events and if you ever got…

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  • My – Money

    I don’t know about you, but as soon as I was old enough to understand that that green paper with the pictures of dead Presidents and important people could get me what I wanted, I wanted to get what I wanted. Right now I can visualize the feeling of having paper money in my hand.…

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