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Tomatoes, tomatoes, tomatoes. Tomato pie. Tomato sandwiches. Tomato salad. Gazpacho and bisque for the freezer. Do I sound like Bubba from Forest Gump yet?
Back to Whitehall to get our car and to say goodbye to all the good folks there.
We joined an end of season beach trip with Tom and Sarah and the gang. We were eight adults and five dogs. Gemma would have had such a good time.
We stopped in Milwaukee on the way home to watch the Packer game with Erich and Brody.
Casualty: Justin’s shaving kit [Much later we found the shaving kit under the seat in the car.]
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