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The Incident of the Beer Still in the Night Time pt. 1
Here’s what I remember: Spoiler alert, no one dies in this one. Ira, my dad’s dad, made his own beer. One day, he and a friend realized they only had one jug of beer left. The family was living in the gas station at the crossroads in Sonora, where 31W crosses 84. Ira managed the… Read more
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Myrtle pt. 1
Here’s what I remember: Myrtle was an aunt, married to…Henry? They lived at the end of Muriel Town Road. Myrtle would “get out” sometimes and show up knocking on Ira and Lennie’s front door (my dad’s parents). See, Myrtle was off. And this was a time when you kept it in the family. Henry was… Read more
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