They say every dog has his day.
This December day was a snow one. Cleeo didn't seem to complain about the snow on his face.
The man I had a conversation with in Clee Park who had been sitting on a wet cardboard box didn't complain either. We actually had a nice conversation about how much worse the weather was around Buffalo and the Southern Tier where he had once worked.
How many of us didn't complain about the snow on the same grey, wet-snow-in-your-face kind of day?!
This December day was a snow one. Cleeo didn't seem to complain about the snow on his face.
The man I had a conversation with in Clee Park who had been sitting on a wet cardboard box didn't complain either. We actually had a nice conversation about how much worse the weather was around Buffalo and the Southern Tier where he had once worked.
How many of us didn't complain about the snow on the same grey, wet-snow-in-your-face kind of day?!
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