May God bless you and your...
I can't smell a can of peaches without thinking of Bob, sitting at a picnic table in west Texas with a bunch of no-account fishing buddies and wondering why we were drinking something that tasted like peaches and burned like fire. The Lepers will miss you Bob. And your peach juice. Warmest condolences to your family and friends who you left as your well deserved legacy. Tight lines!
Tall Tailteller
February 18, 2025 | Friend