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Summer of Age Six

Street lights? What street lights? And we only had McDonald's when hamburgers were on sale twice per year 25 for $1.00. We ate one each and froze the rest for special occasions. The Mall was a swamp. 

And my dad would cut off the engine at the very top of Chambers Rd so we could coast all the way down to Tompkins Corners to save gas. Because coming back up Chambers Rd took about 23 gallons. And don't try coming the easy way up Murphy Hill Rd because you never knew when a blizzard took place in Catlin while you were at the bottom of The Hill. 

And if there ended up being 6 ft of snow at the bottom of Murphy Hill by the Austin's, and the Corvair decided it was a toboggan and flipped with the groceries in the front compartment where the engine would normally be on any other car. (Google it. It's a fact) 

But that was just age 6. Actually the summer of age six.

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