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Sitting In The Barber’s Chair

I was sitting in the waiting room of the service department of a car dealership and an “Oldies” station was playing, and I was surprised over how many of the songs were familiar. I couldn’t remember anyone playing these songs in our house, especially when...

Too Many Memories?

“And Daudet said the most foolish thing to me. Perhaps he thought that it might console me. He told me that I would have my memories. But my memories are of no use to me. I told him that I never had any interest in...

A New Year’s Fantasy by Prof. Gerald August

I grew up in Wilmington, Delaware. In the mid-to late 1950s, every New Year’s Eve was celebrated the same way. I would go over to my cousin’s house with my brother and three other cousins. We ranged in ages from 13 to 8. This was...