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Amber Oglesbee
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One Sunday Heath decided to wear snakeskin boots to church, and he kinda pulled them off. :-) I finished eating and sat by Heath on the couch. He would sit with his legs crossed and one foot resting on his knee. He would sneak his boot over on me and make it look like his boot was hissing and strking at me. He kept doing it over and over and would turn his head as if he wasn't doing anything. He was so funny and was always doing something like that. Thank you for always making me laugh. I love you so much, and I am thankful for all of the great memories I have with you.

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This was so funny. We have laughed about that Sunday alot. Heath was sitting by Heather in church (which most of the time they could not sit by each other, ha ha, ) he would cross his legs and act like the boots were hissing at her. She would get tickled, I would get on to them, but usually get tickled myself. When we got to his Mamaw's and PawBills he begged us to let him go home and change shoes but we wouldn't let him. Those boots were old, oh my gosh I don't know how old, but they were old. They were his Daddy's and what possessed him to wear them that Sunday to church I don't know. Just another great memory Hoot has left us with...

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This is such a great picture!!!

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This photo has a funny memory, I guess you could say for Heather and Amber. They had all been riding the mule and four wheeler. Hoot thought he had lost his wallet in the field. Well, Heather and Amber tell him it fell in a big mud hole in the field. So Hoot takes off to the mud hole, diving in, going under, coming up for air, going under again. After all that they have his wallet, they seen it when he lost it , so they picked it up. When he came around the house, muddy and soaking wet, they were rolling, laughing so hard. And you can tell by the sweet smile on Hoots face, he thought it was funny too. Good times will never be forgotten. Amber this memory is for you. I have heard you talk about it several times since the accident. Amber, Auntie loves you and Hoot, Momma loves you...

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This photo has a funny memory, I guess you could say for Heather and Amber. They had all been riding the mule and four wheeler. Hoot thought he had lost his wallet in the field. Well, Heather and Amber tell him it fell in a big mud hole in the field. So Hoot takes off to the mud hole, diving in, going under, coming up for air, going under again. After all that they have his wallet, they seen it when he lost it , so they picked it up. When he came around the house they were rolling, laughing so hard. And you can tell by the sweet smile on Hoots face, he thought it was funny too. Good times will never be forgotten. Amber this memory is for you. I have heard you talk about it several times since the accident. Amber, Auntie loves you and Hoot, Momma loves you....

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