Aug 6, 2009

Christmas in Wichita

This is my aunt Robin who's phone conversations with my mother inevitable end in tears. One year, we spent Christmas in Wichita where she lived with my Grandpa Kuhn. My Grandpa built his own banana yellow airplane and then crashed it leaving him paraplegic. It was hard for him to get around to do things like buy Christmas presents, so, he put Aunt Robin up to it. She bought gifts for everyone and then sold them right out of the trunk for dope money. She told everyone they got stolen but no one believed her. Her boyfriend had a motorcycle and I thought that was cool so I didn't care.

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