A Reason For Laughing
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I remember his striped shirt and
that his finger got slammed in the car door once and
he went home crying and
we all laughed because that
is what groups of young boys do when
things like that happen.
When I look back it was one of the few times that
I feel bad for laughing.
I remember one winter that his
pool was frozen on top and we all dared him
to walk across it and we knew he would
because that is what he did and
three steps across he fell into
the icy pool and
he went home crying and
we all laughed because that
is what groups of young boys do when
things like that happen.
When I look back it was one of the few times that
I feel bad for laughing.
I remember once he came over crying and
asked if I would help him look for his dog that
was on the loose and I did and as
we walked, yelling for his dog
I could hear in his voice that
he was just like me and
we never did find the dog and
I never found
another reason to laugh at him
again.
... Enjoy!
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