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| Papa Tom and I met Martin and his friend Lorraine at the Renaissance Festival outside Houston on Saturday, October 8. We had front row seats for the jousting tournament. |
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| Our side of the arena routed for the Spanish knight. |
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| We had our own horse. Luckily for him, he was wooden, like the Trojan horse. |
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| Papa Tom was hungry for a turkey leg! |
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