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Things got better in 2003. Making friends and being repeatedly promoted helped. A lot. We also bought our first house together.
Thank Goodness, Bill is a patient man but I can be about as enduring as wayward child of four when I am not pleased. He continued to excel at work, and of course we went back Down the Shore. Sharks and Fagers Island. Whats not to love?
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