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            [June 15, 2019]  
			
			Greetings 
			to you, graduates from this year high school, and your families out 
			there who don’t have no caps and gowns like this year one I got and 
			the kids got. | 
        
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			 It is a memorizin’ day when people reach this 
			millstone in their lives, and thass why we’re here to celebrate 
			their futures and culminate stuff down from their prehistory. 
 I personable want to thank Mr. Albertson for lettin’ me use this 
			year hat and gown and for givin’ me the chance to talk with you 
			about all the good work you kids done to get here. I think we should 
			also thank Mrs. Vinegar from the First Baptist Church for sharin’ 
			her skills at hand signals in translatin’ this address for those who 
			can’t hear it. What’s that? Oh, sorry. It’s Mrs. Van De Gar a-doin’ 
			the
 signin’ today.
 
 Lookin’ down on all yore happy faces puts me in mind of the time I, 
			too, was wearin’ a very similitude of one a-them my ownself. Back up 
			on the Rio it were. Nossir. That ain’t it. Was more up on the ridge 
			jest above Thompson Ridge. You know … the one what ain’t got a name? 
			Thass it.
 
 And there I were, on this year ridge and I was thinkin’ about all 
			yore happy faces these years in the future, and it made ol’ Windy 
			here smile no end. Yessir. We grown-ups given you our best trainin’ 
			and good food and let you play ball, if you was of a mind to, and 
			it’s all leadin’ up to this year moment when we coagulate you all 
			together and say, go get ‘em!
 
 Mrs. Vineyard, you okay? Somebody get her a hanky, okay?
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			 You know ever-dang one of us 
			here today … and prolly a bunch more that didn’t come … wishes you 
			well. That oughta give you a little spurrin’ to go out there and do 
			right. Gotta remember that life is jest about all you got ‘til you 
			go and die on us, so be good to it. 
			
			 
 Have fun bein’ a grown-up, kids. You deserve it. And remember, when 
			life gets bumpy, take a deep seat and a short rein and spur it over 
			the shoulders on the first jump.
 
 And you can tell ‘em I said so.
 [Text from file received from 
			Slim Randles] 
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