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Post Holes
He told me about the long days. He told me about taking the roof off. About the sheetrock stripped from the walls and ceiling. And the dumpster-loads of other debris. He told me about the fireplace that isn't there, anymore. About where the new bathroom will go. And the new kitchen.
You know,
I said, I've been searching for something like this since you were a little wee croonin' doo.
Yes,
he said. I remember you looking for dude ranches.
I was looking for the kind of place where you might end up digging post holes.
We were quiet for a moment.
So, what else did you do today?
I asked.
We dug post holes.
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