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My youngest grandson was captivated this morning by the sight of the small excavator digging up my front yard as they prepare to replace the sewer line. His little face was right up against the window, and he was having a great time. I had to take my wallet out of my back pocket, though. It twitched every time that bucket took another bite of yard. It was getting irritating.
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