SAY UNCLE!

It took place around Christmas time 2010 at my parents house in Kansas City, maybe slightly before, maybe slightly after. They were watching Reagan, my 6 almost 7 year old niece. I was visiting and about to take my parents dog KC outside for a quick run. KC is a poodle mixed with a Cocker, aka a Cockapoo, named after the city she was born in aka DUH. Anyways, as I was heading out, Reagan decided she wanted to come along on the run with me. Since I was not going to go very far, this sounded fun and on my parents ok, we were off.

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Part 11: Kansas City, Gonna Get My Baby Back Home

No baby here, just me returning to Kansas City, Missouri. My contract had ended at the free health clinic I worked at in Miami-ville. And only after a couple days following the drive back, I was ready to hit the new old roads. But as I learned, my old home was a different terrain than I was used to.

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