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Originally Posted by Buckeye Bleau
So I relaxed my "White-Knuckle" stranglehold, that I had on the bars, and I took a deep breath...
...And the clouds parted; the Sun shined down on me, and I heard birds singing!
Bob, again, we worry about you. This sounds a lot like another instance of a flashback to the 1960's when "better living through chemistry" was much more popular.
Joe
Last edited by Bob Denman; 04-29-2017 at 05:41 PM.
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