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Fifties Innocence

At the age of fifteen I went to work at a drug store for the summer. In those days there was a soda fountain with stools, all upholstered in red leather and tucked under a counter of the same color. … Continue reading

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What Year Is It?

When I was young if I ever thought of the year 2000 and beyond , it was with a fascination akin to what I felt reading scifi books. I certainly never thought I’d live in such a fascinating world. In … Continue reading

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