I have to be honest, this is my first blog post. So bear with me. But I have stories to tell. Good ones. Funny ones. Many of which I believe you can relate. I have started a new collection of happenings in my life (maybe it can morph into a book) as a kid growing up the in the magical, secure, all-is-great 50’s. The world was my apple. Everything new and explorable.
Travel back with me next time as I relate some of the unique stories which only could have come from the 50’s… a Catholic kid with a crew cut, white t-shirt and jeans (he was born with) living in the Midwest. Everything was middle class about it. A family of three boys, a stay-at-home mom a dad in construction and a neighborhood filled with kids my same exact age. Remember we were the Baby Boom generation.
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