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06/21/09 08:13 AM #1    

Candi Rowe (Gerritson)

I remember once hanging out at Dawn's house. Her Dad was making homemade chicken noodle soup. Dawn was pouring us a glass of coolaide when she decided to dump some coolaide in the soup. "Think you will taste it" she said as she giggled. I replied, "I don't know about that but that the color says something". The soup turned a light shade of pink from the red coolaide. We high tailed it outta there just as her Dad returned to the kitchen. That's the Dawn I remember, The Jokester

Also we used to have bottlerocket stand off's on Jennings street.

I will NEVER EVER FORGET at Dawn's funeral just as the dirt is being sprinkled on her casket and the minister was giving the prayer, a HUGE GUSH OF WIND came out of no where that was strong enough to make girls grab their skirts. Everyone noticed and looked around as if to say wow. Then just like that is was gone and the air became calm again.

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