I was 3 when this happened ... I remember the images. I was was in a onesie and I was walking around maybe I was just in regular clothes because there was a picnic bench my dad was sitting at playing cards whatever he may be doing at a barbecue or whatever it was that we were doing outside and he had a beer and I wanted what he was drinking and it was a beer bottle and I remember holding it and drinking it and I didn't like it at all and I gave it back to him and I sorta remember his voice talking but I don't know what it sounded like.
That's the point of this blog is to get the other people sides of that story but all my stories I'll get other opinions my dads opinion if he remember that day I don't think anybody will remember the things I remember very well so I have them remember things that they do right now and I know there was other people there so I might ask my uncle Charlie if he was there but Uncle Joe was the one I know who was around in Mammoth at the same time we were so stories about Mammoth I think is where I'm going to start my blog because those are the first memories I have.
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