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Veterans Memorial Today

Veterans Memorial Today August 31, 1861 near the Nevada Border. Texter was shoeing his friend wild Billy younger. The boots was bent and it was a hard task to master. We need a day to celebrate the dead not yet killed in the Cival War to come. Wild Billy Younger looked at his friend so thoughtful he said Tex are you seeing visions of the future where is that whiskey bottle give it back to me. That stuff will rot your gut and make it easily lose its ability to eat. On a day like this one we need to celebrate the dead the veterans already been deceased. Then on a weekend like this in the very next month we need to do it all again and worship all of them the living and the dead ones and call it a memorial. Wild Billy Younger just smiled at his new boots on. Texter the cork is in the whiskey but still you have it wrong. The first day is for dead ones the Memorial Day is then the next month is for the living ones then the Veterans Day.

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