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[No comments] Not So Small: Guess What! My flight was late! Both of them! Leaving! Getting There! Getting the Plane there in the First Place! I finally made it home. I found it hard to believe there was an entire (small) plane of people trying to get to Bakersfield. I began to think that it wasn't really that small of a town, until we got off the plane and were welcomed by one security guard and a tiny (closed) gift shop).

Sadie (and the rest of us) are sad John couldn't come, but I agree with him that the trips we made to visit Grandpa when he was alive are more important.


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