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My parents had an argument one day, but they sat on the tailgate of the truck all night long chatting and making up.
I was a little kid who stayed up all night too playing in the yard. Radio in the window playing music. All my sisters and my brother asleep.
It was a nice night.
Of course I pretty much slept through school the next day.
That’s a good memory, Geron. My folks were never ones who believed in PDAs so we never knew they had problems. Perhaps, if we HAD known, we would have had more, sweeter memories.
Thanks for sharing...it couldn’t have been easy. *HUG*