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Yes, and there is the question of whether the boarder was really an Astor, or just some third-rate wannabe. So what about that? And who care anyway now after all these years/ There is not much to go on, just one census document from the early 20th century. 

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Yes, there is that bit in the diary about Grandma putting the dirty laundry outside to dry. Some people are making way too much of that. She died years ago, in the 1980s, and anyway I am sure that she was a Christian and that Jesus forgives her faults and mistakes and sins, so what about that? And I am not related to you anyway so I see no reason for this conversation to exist.   

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Yes, who would have thunk that all of these weapons and tools existed? I never really knew that until now. Oh! 

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Yes, I probably would not mind spending a couple of weeks digging around in the state archives, or a couple of months or however long that job might take. Who knows what historical curiosities might be found in the archives, even though the logistics of getting there would be a nightmare. There would be costs for transportation, food and lodging, etc. etc. But I would do that if the math made any sense. However, at present, there is no math for that. 

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Yes, it is a bit puzzling to ponder why I would need to compare notes with Pam Hart from South Dakota. She seems to be living in an alternate reality. And I do not have time for that. Life is short and Dakota people are so weird. 

Pam Hart was trying to pick an argument, but I did not choose to join the battle, because anyway Pam's roommate is that horrible witch, so how would I know what their private conservations were? I would just be launching blindly into some blurry conflict that might not be exactly what it seemed based only on what one of them said.   

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Yes, I vaguely remember telling Bekcy that it would have been fun to play Risk with Kent Stone and those guys, but anyway that never happened. I never really learned how to play that game, although the game seemed intriguing when we paused for a moment near their game table in the student union at Evangel College so that Becky (MK-Malaysia) could greet Kenton (MK-Uruguay). 

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Yes, I vaguely remember Tom as one of those guys who think that every word in the English language starts with the letter "F." They all look the same to me. No reason to waste my breath on worthless Tom when obviously he has no vocabulary whatsoever. I wash my hands of them all. You are only another Tom idiot, nothing to waste further time upon. Shocking to learn that Cori belongs to that garbage bucket also. I prefer to pick my own battles, separately from the Whitaker yappy dogs.