Tag: getaway
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Gettin’ Out Of Dodge
I first heard the phrase from my Dad. “Let’s get out of Dodge.” We’d be leaving for summer vacation, and I had no idea what he meant. I’d never been to Dodge, much less lived there. We didn’t own one. We drove a Chevy. But each summer, we’d pile in the car, and he’d […]
Tip of My Iceberg 