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I was raised in two places, 2000 miles apart. Every summer we would spend in far western Nebraska.
The town had a bank and two movie theaters on the main drag, and a five and dime store with a lunch counter, and a JC Penny store. My grandfather's farm, 3 miles outside of town on a rural dirt road just past the sugar beet factory was so boring that just being in town was big excitement. 🤣🤣🤣
The other town was about 20 miles west of Boston, where I spent every school year. It was typical of a small New England town. It had two ice cream shops, and there used to be a drug store on the corner where my brother worked. He worked the lunch counter. There was a mural on the wall in the town post office of enslaved American Indians in chains. Apparently their entire tribe was killed by the English.
The library was a lovely old brick building, and I used to love to go there. It was almost the only time we ever drove into the town proper.
The town had a bank and two movie theaters on the main drag, and a five and dime store with a lunch counter, and a JC Penny store. My grandfather's farm, 3 miles outside of town on a rural dirt road just past the sugar beet factory was so boring that just being in town was big excitement. 🤣🤣🤣
The other town was about 20 miles west of Boston, where I spent every school year. It was typical of a small New England town. It had two ice cream shops, and there used to be a drug store on the corner where my brother worked. He worked the lunch counter. There was a mural on the wall in the town post office of enslaved American Indians in chains. Apparently their entire tribe was killed by the English.
The library was a lovely old brick building, and I used to love to go there. It was almost the only time we ever drove into the town proper.