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REALLY SO WHAT
What A Time

INTRODUCTION

This dilemma began to gnaw on me and I began asking friends
around. ‘Say do you remember when you were 6 or 8’? ‘What
was it like’? Well Arlene, my favorite reflection, remembered
lots of experiences, names of boys and her closest girlfriends.

One neighbor was overjoyed by the question and went on
about how she used her 25 cents, for the movies, she
mentioned lots of movie stars, serial movie heroes, and with
the extra dime she had left after buying her 15 cent ticket she
bought popcorn.
On the other hand, the fellows I asked replied with not-so-
much. One fellow regaled me with interesting stories when he
was a teen. The guys didn’t remember much about their pre-
teens. I remember my teens too, but that’s not what this is
about.

Maybe, it’s a guy thing, but I haven’t given up. I’ll keep asking
others, and continue to recall more of my own experiences,
and names as I continue to write.
So the story I’m about to tell no longer has any eye witnesses,
and very few names of the children that I ran around with and
indeed laid my own foundation around.

The adults I write about, Grand Parents, Aunts and Uncles,
seemed to have had quite an impact on me. I’d say they were
overbearing, crimping my style, in the sense that they bossed
me around, like they were my parents. Yet, they always took
time to be with me, and my brother Joe. When either we or
they visited they took us fishing, drove us around the

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