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 We went to Cullman with hopes of doing some chores but the rainy days made big chores a little harder. I managed to get the old house mown between showers. Bev came down to get me thinking I was getting drenched but the rain only sprinkled on me while it poured at the house. I got the new lenses on to the 55-66 tractor. With some tinkering, I got the turn signals working again. Now it will be highly visible when driving at dusk. I put the charger on all the tractors so the batteries are ready for the month we will be away. The mail box has developed a leak where we put the number banner on top so I cut some rubber material and put better grommets on the attachment bolts. Who knows when we will get that kind of downpour to test it. Since everything was drenched, I took the pressure washer and washed off the steps and 2/3rds of the front walk. David was supposed to get this job earlier this year but his summer school and now regular school has kept him away.

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