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While I was in the Adirondacks this past weekend my Grandfather was nice enough to give me his riding mower that he is no longer able to use. The only problem was that I had to get it home. Luckily Katie's father was also out there with his pickup so he brought it back to Buffalo and dropped it off at the loading dock at work for me. Which left me the challenge of getting it home, luckily Dave lent me his van so I was able to put it in there and get it home.
Katie came too but since both bench seats were out and the front seat had a baby seat in it she had to improvise.