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Jan 2018
I remember sitting on the porch
And swinging from the tree
I remember riding horses
And making a pallet in front of the tv

You used to sit and talk for hours
Taking about the war and such
All of these are memories
I cherish so much

You were not only a a hero to me
But to everyone you knew
A father, a brother
A hunter and a soldier too
R.I.P Grandad
CSM Bobby Teague
May 14, 2017
Amber Jacobs
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