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Dad always appreciated a good team. Seventy years ago, a good team meant a team of horses that worked and pulled together. If one horse was always waiting for the other to pull first, Dad gave him a good slap with the lines to wake him up. If he didn’t change his ways, he got traded or replaced with…
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