Remember when I told you about this?
I have an idea. And it involves a little good natured mischief:
and an old tradition:
The only time I ever heard Ernie lament about being paralyzed was when we would pass by the statue of John Bozeman, founding father of our fair city. He would say, “You know, if I could walk for a day the first thing I would do is dance on his grave.”
Cheers, Ernie. I’ve got a good one for you.
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