I went to Scranton (again)

The cupboard was bare. Welcome to Scranton!

Mom hates going to the grocery store. I walk up and down every aisle, even the pet food section (I’m allergic). She races through like a NASCAR driver on speed.

We went to the casino. I played blackjack and won. Getting there, I felt like a kid again, sitting in the back seat.

Saturday was my father’s birthday. My mother’s brother’s birthday is a day later so we celebrated together. They did not plan their matching outfits.

On our way out of the restaurant, Dad made a friend. It was her birthday too. Pictures were taken.

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