For us I brought a huge watermelon, right off the ice, so we cut it in half and we just ate from heart to rind as far as we were able. Then it was necessary to walk it down so he showed me over the Old Landmark Baptist Church, at his very gate, where he is the sexton. Watermelon, like too many other gorgeous things in life, is much too fleeting. We lightened our ballast and returned to the porch.
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