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From:
Greg Hitchcock
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Wednesday, October 7, 2015
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One of my favorite memories of Dad were our fishing & "shoot'in" trips on Saturdays. We didn't really hunt, we just shot our 22 rifles at cans & bottles at the Strip Pits in Boonville. Also, Dad was always making fun things for us to play with. One day he brought home an old "go cart" and fixed it up for us to ride in the yard, field, or down the newly poured Diamond Avenue Expressway that wasn't opened yet. My all time favorite was when he got me a pony at an auction in Kentucky! We didn't have a truck to haul it, so he pulled it "sideways" into the back seat of his "Woody Station Wagon" and the poor thing just stood there till we got home. We named him "Sam" and I loved rid'in him through our back meadow until the police got a complaint that he was eat'in the neighbors flowers! Dad loved his children deeply, and did everything he could to make our lives full and happy with the simplest pleasures he could afford. Love and miss ya Dad. See ya in heaven!!!
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