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Originally Posted by jwick
They was right!
Our neighbor at the old house was the sweetest little ole black lady. For years I thought she was late 60’s, maybe early 70’s. Found out she was 83. If I was working on the car all day she would bring me plate lunch of whatever soul food she was making. True sweetheart.
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That would be my mom and then she would take the wrench from you and complete your project for you. One my memories of my when I was kid she dropped the tranny out our station wagon and repaired it because we didn't have money for a mechanic to do it.
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