Friday, December 31, 2010

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Johnny Prescott's Shell station on the old highway in Mullan. Dad bought all his gas from Johnny. And, he traded a shotgun to Johnny for repairs to the front of the 1950 Mercury that I had allowed to roll down the hill behind our house and crash into the garbage truck. Robert was in the car at the time. I was draining the radiator -- something that nobody does today.

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