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Archive for July 7, 2015

Central School


This was first and second grade for me. It’s an low income apartment house now. Everything changes. Jean took us by on the way to lunch. This was a jolt. I used to walk to school unescorted across a major road each day. Some days I had a dime to buy bread on the way home. Once I dropped the dime in the sidewalk and was distraught. Someone came along and gave me a dime. Hey, that was a lot of money back then. But I brought the bread home.