When Billy was around three or four, he would get rather rambunctious in the house (as three and four year old boys will do). If the weather was nice and we were at Grandma's house, we would tell him to go outside and run around the flower bed in the yard. He would go out and run and run and run till he fell down and the dog licked his face. His laughter would fill the air.
He was my sunshine.
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