Buzzard

At the moment I am without a Vehicle so my Father has been lugging me around when I need it. This morning on the way into work. Windows down, I flashed back to a memory when I was a Kid. My Father and I were driving up hill on a section of Lamar Blvd. when a Buzzard flew into my window. Here I was, a scrawny little kid wrestling this Giant Bird out the window of my Dad’s Truck. we had a good laugh about it afterwards. I am surprised I had not thought of it in years.

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