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corazon90 said:
And hey sister "Tropical Creep, I'm in trouble deep" That makes more sense to me than the original lyrics!

Well, I guess that does make logically make sense. I never thought about it that way. Also do you remember Corazon when we use to play that game where we would get a balloon, blow it up and we would keep hitting it up into the air and try to keep it from touching the ground? Once it touched the ground, that round was over and then we would start a new one.
 
I don't know if you remember this Cora, but when we use to live in Chimayo, Dad would take off the window to the sunroof on the mustang and we would go up through the sunroof and sit on the top of the car. As we drove down the driveway towards our house, you and I would pick cherries from the cherry trees.
 
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Playing in the irrigation flume in the cane fields on a hot summer day.
 
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