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My grandmother had an uncle who was born on Febrary 29th. There was a story that when he was in his fifties he signed up for a shooting contest for teeangers, as a joke They won't let him into the contest. He argued that he should have been allowed, since he had only had 14 birthdays. He later said that it was a good thing he couldn't compete. One of the boys was really, really good.
That's a great story! Thanks for sharing it.
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