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This is what I’m thinking about today. Another photo from my father. Now, I need to write the story of this boxcar and the mind that figured out its foundation. Was it out of neccessity, or out of fun? Was the boxcar placed on the foundation, or was it built on afterwards? Where did the rock come from? How many pickup loads?
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About redmitten

author of Cracking Geodes Open, Making Good Use of August, and The Peppermint Bottle. poetry editor for IthacaLit and YB Poetry Journal. website: https://toomuchaugust.wordpress.com

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