One of those fine men just might have been our son Jimmy Wayne. He and a squadron mate, let's call her Kathy, were selected for the flyover at the Citrus Bowl. He might have been able to get some great shots of our home, including Randi and I waving from our birdcage. You might even be able to tell what kind of six inch subs we got from Subway. (Veggie Delight)
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