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By Jack Joseph Smith
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unfold my arms and let’ my thumbs-dangle-dewn with my elbows: swinging my fiste:
back and ferth as-I watched hims Jee Basel artes and red, and he went
up and dewn te the rhythm of Uncle Jaskies:fistss ©
Okey bey, you got it news Good; Rudy, I got to god Mary, thanks elets It was
@ great’ days’
By?-Unele Jackies soe
Sissi Vein
See you later-kid; And keep these arms-unfoldedy Only sipay's-keep there—
arms -folled>
Flos Ka
I punched: the Jee Polickas’
That's -it; but.keep these thumbs: tight’ against the hands,’ You don'+ want: to
gee them breken,'
My father was:leughing saying, it was-a-happy time wasn't it Jacks He would
say these things te people aa-if it was-the first time they had ever cemmunic:
ated;
Syre-was: Rudy, see-you laters Thanka ‘fer the great. time Marys
Oh well, she would says:
My mother -and I said good by again to Uncle Jackiey and my father turned
and walked’ away ‘as:Uncle Jackie was:walking out the-doors
I hadn't noticed’ how’fast everyone had been xeaving: and’ as-my mother clesed
the door-I turned’ around and’ the -living-reem was-emptys
Everyone is gone moms
I know Michael} fnew we-can have-our dinners
Stuffing; oranherriony ereamed wie aie patatoessI didn't like Li tisprea
white potatees:I leved' and het rolls-and lets-of jucy brefin meat. on: the big
benes ef the turkeys My father: liked’ white meat, so I always: get the wish bone