My older sister Louise, was very interesting. She and my older brother, Wren, and I were driving to Branson, Missouri when we approached a car pulling a horse-trailer. The horse's tail was naturally hanging out the back of the trailer as usual.
As we approached closer to the trailer, she very solemnly looked at us and announced, "Arthur Gene and Wren Allen, do not be what you see".
(Wonder what she meant by that?)
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