I used to believe…
That the water tower in our town was full of beer,,,as my uncle told me so.
Also that the war memorial,of a soldier,with a rifle over his back,on a horse,,made of concrete,,was of my father..as my grand parents told me so.
I used to believe…
That the water tower in our town was full of beer,,,as my uncle told me so.
Also that the war memorial,of a soldier,with a rifle over his back,on a horse,,made of concrete,,was of my father..as my grand parents told me so.
