BK. My Dear Old Dad spoke German around the Casa all Da time. I have no idea what he was saying but I knew it was more than NOTHING. I knew what to do based on his tone also. German is such a beautiful language when you're a little kid listening to your Dad bark words at you. (NOT). But he was the boss and a good guy. I miss him and I know he would have Loved The Villages. I like the word Hippo also. Gonna stop while I'm ahead.
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