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The Farmer meets his future Wife, in a sub-Saharan rain storm doozy. This is the story of my Grandma meets my Grandpa, in the Village - down a muddy stretch of road. Grandpa is whistling idly along in the rain, and this beautiful lady comes sliding past in a mud-driven slip-and-slide haha. They are villagers, but Grandpa is immersed in commerce across zip-codes and across borders... these are my roots...