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The memories …

Last summer I was backing up a boat. My friend yelled, “Plenty of room.”

I stuck my head out the window and responded, “The last time I heard that I ran full speed into a center field fence.”

We had both played on the same college summer ball team. The right fielder wasn’t good at judging distance to the fence.

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