If anyone says they really know me they will tell you I love some good ribs. Bruce's ChuckWagon had some good ribs. The Green Family says it best, when your back is against the wall and you just go with what you believe:
In My Pocket
I have memories in my pocket.
They rattle among the change.
My memories of you are treasures I carry wherever I go.
They are stored in bits and pieces, parts of a beautiful whole
They give me comfort when I think I am alone.
Yes, I have memories in my pocket, like so much other stuff I keep there.
But of all the treasures I have, it’s the memories of you that are the most precious.
Rest in Peace
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