My father always pronounced the word wrestle, like rassle. We had wrasslin' matches when we were kids, not wrestling matches. So when I saw this, even though happened to be in Texas (and we're die-hard New Yorkers), it reminded me of him.
And I love whenever I see a little reminder of my Daddy.
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1 YEAR AGO: Come Visit Me In Italy!
2 YEARS AGO: Asked And Answered
3 YEARS AGO: L.E.A.P.
4 YEARS AGO: Can You Hear Me Now?
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