Find Joey?
When Rich and I were first married, we lived in an apartment in Laramie, Wyoming. One day in October shortly after we moved in, we heard the thundering footsteps of three young children, kids who belonged to our new neighbors — Joey & Larie.
The four of us quickly became fast friends sharing late-night laughter and —when we could afford it — strawberry d…
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