At one time there was an equivalent of the Icehouse in every city in the United States. It had a bar, served beer, and had domino tables, pool tables and served both men and women. It was a social center where the gossip of the day prevailed and recreation was offered.
Last night, just about dark, I almost ran over about six deer. The rain has freshened up the grass and they looked good. WHAT WE NEED IS MORE RAIN. LOVE, JOHN.
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