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My Ten Minutes of Attempted Backyard Jailbreak – My Temporary Insanity – My Journey Back to Life on the Outside –

Here is how it happened: We were taking down the remnants of a two-day garage sale. We had hauled several golf bags loaded with old clubs to the backyard gate. Steve opened the lock on the gate. Chelsea, our pet … Continue reading

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