Tales From The Simons Brickyard
By Frank Baltazar
One day the guys from up the hill came down to El Hoyo for a brick fight, I was behind a small mount of dirt, about 3 feet high, I would get up throw a brick, get down for the incoming bricks, the action slowed down, no incoming bricks so I figure they had gone back up the hill, I stood up to see if indeed the guys had gone up the hill and "POW" I get hit on the chest with a brick, guess I figure wrong, I went down on my butt, couldn't get up for a while.....
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