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You took me to the very upstairs of the church, and then even higher to the bell tower, where we pulled the rope and sounded the bell after church was over. Then we ran away and hid under the pews. We must have been good hiders, because we never got in trouble.
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Oct 12, 2018
Oct 12, 2018 at 5:38 PM UTC
Max, age 7
You took me to the very upstairs of the church, and then even higher to the bell tower, where we pulled the rope and sounded the bell after church was over. Then we ran away and hid under the pews. We must have been good hiders, because we never got in trouble.
It's interesting how you sometimes have one or two especially vivid memories of characters from your childhood, isn't it?
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Oct 12, 2018
Oct 12, 2018 at 5:38 PM UTC
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