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Pat’s Tavern by Thomas J. CraneI have to say that my father had a certain magnetism about him. I saw him stop a charging German Shepard in its tracks by looking at him and all that it did was slink down and whine. Even when he would pet a horse, the horse would pull back its head and look down fondly at him as if to recognize his spirit. The same would happen to elephants at the circus whenever he fed them peanuts. I would have to think because he was Irish he had inherited something of the past from that Ancient Land that caused him to communicate with other life forms on a different level other than my own. All that I ever felt was his love towards me as his son.68


































































































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