I wasn't going to do it, but I gave in and said I would make Gabe a pair of socks. How could I resist? Every time I worked on my own socks, he would ask if they were his. So now I'm working feverishly because he leaves Sunday night to go back home to California. I'd at least like to get one done before he goes, so I can be sure of the size. Then I can use my notes to make the second one.
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