Forty years later, we make the pilgrimage back through nascent cornfields to the shores of Maxinkuckee, where we walk and talk and drink and laugh and remember and remind and are reminded and try to remember some more.
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Forty years later, we make the pilgrimage back through nascent cornfields to the shores of Maxinkuckee, where we walk and talk and drink and laugh and remember and remind and are reminded and try to remember some more.
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