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| In October 2003, Joe and Amy went fishing in Southern Indiana. The countryside has so many little ponds. We hiked a bit through a field and climbed a barbed wire fence, but eventually we reached a place Joe has been fishing since he was a litle boy. We caught a bunch of blue gill that Joe cleaned. That night we had a great dinner with his Grandma. |
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