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turned in the punch bowl in Honolulu area. My dad was older, he was born in 2008, so in World War II hit, he was 32 or 33 or 33 or 34, but he was refused to service for one reason. He had a bad leg from a car wreck, but more importantly, he was a chemist in the food industry and he was told with non-certain terms, you may not enlist, nobody will take your job is to go do your job. So, you know, you got to honor your fathers, however they did, whatever they did. Anyway, nothing else really exciting. We're just sitting here and showing our cats, listening to the radio and gonna have a great week this week at the museum, Monday and Thursday. I got some chores to do for my sister up in Mount Vernon this week too, so I would just say 73, everybody have a great day. Enjoy W70H. Hey, good stuff there Dan, well thank you for sharing.