While talking to my Dad, I saw something slowly moving toward us in the grass. Turns out it we were Jack Boone’s prey. ; )
April 8, 2011 by jackgalloway
While talking to my Dad, I saw something slowly moving toward us in the grass. Turns out it we were Jack Boone’s prey. ; )
That face speaks a thousand words, love you Jack Boone. Deanna
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