
After breakfast, Jay, Sally, Janie, Solon and I headed back to the park to plant my dad's live oak. We picked a pretty spot on a slight hill and looking out over the water. We wanted to name it something that reminded us of Daddy, and bologna was the winner. He ate bologna sandwiches like
nobody's business. And it made us all smile when we said "okay..time to plant bologna." It will be fun to watch him grow over the years.
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