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RUSSELL GATES
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RUSSELL GATES
He was really great.
We would visit him every so often.
Somet8imes, weekends.
A family friend.
We see, took a plane.
There were activity books.
Children could take a look.
Activities and games.
Children do not go insane.
On the plane.
On the ride, joy, the girls and boys do not hide.
He would pick us up at
the airport.
We would drive through
the countryside.
Excitement, wonder, and joy,
this boy could not hide.
Nobody around. Not a sound.
See, so fun for me.
He would things explain. I did not complan.
Sometimes, his son
would drive to get milk or something.
I would love to look at the country, see.
So much fun for me.
On time, on the drive,
a hockey game
on the radio
As we did go.
French
Montreal and Washington
Fun.
I eatched a hockey game on TV.
See, so fun for me.
NY and Toronto.
Oh no.
I could not ignore.
They scored the Bruins score against Montreal.
They are going to fall.
6-1. Yes, thry are done.
He had been to a big mall.
I loved the stories he told.
Loved them all.
We went to a fair.
Loved the excitement in
the air.
Firehouse tour
I did love to explore,
Games.
Crowd Insane
Nancy and Rocky,.
I slept upstairs.
He put a chair in front of
the stairs.
He really did care.
I woul not fall
no need that at all.
Hr lived on a hil.
Climbing to the top.
I did not want to stop.
View quite a thril.
The Atlantic.
Blue, what a view.
Sea, see, si, so much for me.
