I remember one night when we lived on McColl Rd. The coyotes were howling and I remember Daddy running out the back door with his old double barrel shot gun and shooting at them. I also remember wanting a tricycle that was at the old Western Auto store in Pharr. Daddy brought it home to me and I escaped from Mother who was trying to give me a bath and I was outside without any clothes riding my new tricyle. I also remember Daddy's old Ford PU that whistled when he drove it. I could hear hime coming from a mile away. All this took place when we lived on South McColl Rd.
Alan
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Many of my best memories are about the time we lived on South McColl Rd. You were such a monster! But we loved you anyhow....even though I had to do a major amount of baby sitting!
Hahaha! You probably haven't changed a bit. By the way, where was South McColl Rd.
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