Alright, here's a really cool story.

I don't know the...

Oh my gosh, Jim up.

Lake Gemma!

Get!

Man, these chickens are driving me crazy.

I'm sending you my story of an interaction I had with something many years ago.

I'm sending you this in a way to get it off my chest.

I've only told this story to two people before, one my wife and the other my brother,

but I still feel the need to sort of get it out after all this time. Hold on just a minute y'all.

Jimma, get.

Get, get, get, get.

All right there, I closed my daughter now.

We shouldn't be interrupted anymore.

About 28 or 29 years ago, I worked for a hospital in West Palm Beach, Florida.

The hospital has since closed down.

I had worked there for a few years and used the same route to go to and from work on every

shift. I lived in Royal Palm Beach at the time. That meant that I drove east to work in the morning and

west back home in the afternoon. On this day, I was leaving work for home. I had come to know the

streets on my drive quite well and I came

to recognize the scenery. For example, one house always had kids' bicycles in the front yard.

They were dropped where they had left them, and there was a basketball or two in the yard,

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