Man, I really feel old now. In 1958 I was in the eighth grade already...
Happy Birthday Kermie!
(My new knee is ready to go. I won’t even see my boat until the third week of May though, let alone sail it.)
Man, I really feel old now. In 1958 I was in the eighth grade already...
Happy Birthday Kermie!
(My new knee is ready to go. I won’t even see my boat until the third week of May though, let alone sail it.)
I was just old enough to really remember the space race. My earliest memory of it was watching Telstar from our backyard. My only real memory of President Kennedy was his funeral. It kept me from watching cartoons.
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