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Must be a Detroit thing. We call jumbo beers " Forties." A few of those can tend to fly back and revisit you.

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I hadn’t heard about “forties” until a good buddy of mine introduced me to the term in college! But I became pretty familiar with them. 🤣 Yep, I hear you on that, haha.

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Nice bird story. It's a shame some idiot turned the conversation into malt liquor. 🥸

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Haha, I appreciate the turn! Besides...I have plenty of fond memories with Steel Reserve. I’m not sure if I’d touch the stuff now, though. 😄

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Yeah, Steel was one of my breakfast options. That's when I knew I had to quit.

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Nice bird story. It's a shame some idiot turned the conversation into malt liquor. 🥸

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The fact that we get those forties at "party stores" adds a level of nuanced vernacular only a metro Detroiter can truly appreciate.

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Party Store is just so much more evocative than convenience store.

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Each word is a skilled brush stroke painting a complete picture in my mind. Beautiful piece!

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Wow, thank you so much for saying so, Jeff! I appreciate the feedback. 🙏

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I think so! I like the idea of a loved one coming back to visit as a bird, or a dragonfly (I’ve heard that one too). Lovely job!

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Thanks so much, Kim! I really appreciate the kind words. I do believe we are all more connected than we think!

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When I lived in Washington, DC I was happy to see lots of cardinals. They're one of my favorite birds.

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Same, Bill. They’re beautiful birds! I enjoy seeing them come to our feeders.

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