gallianoparfait
Jul 25, 2007 06:33
- When I was an itty-bitty kid during the era of Howdy Doody, I walked to grammar school about a mile away. At the one major crossing I would stop and look both ways. Crossing-guards were not ubiquitous in those days. Perhaps a kindly driver might stop, quickly exit the car and, holding my hand, walk me across the street.
- When I was around the
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