Years ago, my grandfather was talking to Uncle Sam, an old friend of his, who at the age of eighty-eight was still a bachelor.
Grandfather jokingly asked, "Samr, can you remember the first girl you ever kissed?"
Marty gave a hollow laugh. "Mike," he said dryly, "I can't even remember the last one."
Grandfather jokingly asked, "Samr, can you remember the first girl you ever kissed?"
Marty gave a hollow laugh. "Mike," he said dryly, "I can't even remember the last one."
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