| FAMILY, FRIENDS AND FUN | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
| TWO LITTLE BEAUTIES | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
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There they are. Kinsey and Kiera. My babys. Have you ever seen so much beauty in one place? | |||||||||||||||||||||||
| OF YOUNG AND YOUNGER | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
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This tale of my family tree, you may believe or you may not. Of the lessor known Younger brother, that rode with Jessie James a lot. And even less known than Colt, was my great grandfather Bob. He rode along side Colt and Jessie, for banks and trains to rob. I take no pride in the things he did, but, I would never shun his name. If it were not for his will, his name and mine would be the same. Bob rode with Colt and Jessie, but never killed no one himself. His guns have no notches or blood stains, and still lay upon an Oklahoma shelf. He was found guilty for robbery, and then put into a prison cell. For his remaining years of life, in that small cage he would dwell. A noble deed he did do then, to help hide us from his shame. he encouraged his descendants, to drop the ER from thier names. It seemed to him to be fitting, for his family to go unknown. And for us to live in harmony, without his name to be thrown. From Younger to an unknown Young, and that has passed down to me. If I could have chosen for myself, then Bob Younger I would be. Bob YOung February 1999 | |||||||||||||||||||||||
| THE THINGS I LIKE AND THE THINGS I DO | ||||||||||||||||||||||||
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