Taught up on West Milford mountain tonight and brought the girl along for a little comic relief. She kept the four adults on staff busy while I filled in 42 clicks on sword and banner. She downed half a bag of cinnamon kettle corn and made sure everyone got a chance to hold her munchkin for her while she rearranged set equipment. I don't miss the smell of foot on vinyl. And it don't miss me.
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