I wasn't sad about the chickens....but I am a little nostalgic about selling our little yellow boat. I know it's just a remnant of the lake condo but it sure has a lot of memories. Years and years of summers with out little yellow boat at the lake with lots and lots of people. So many first boat rides for so many people.
I noticed a wheelchair in the back of the truck of the guy buying the boat and I recognized the chair. I asked the guy what his daughter's name was and sure enough it was Kayla from DIA. I've known here since kindergarten and now she's in 8th grade. I'm happy her family will make memories in the little yellow boat
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