When I said there were no sidewalks in Ainsworth, I meant public sidewalks, that any casual stroller through the town might use. As for private sidewalks … well, children, gather around and I will tell you a story.
The year was 1973. Hemlines were high, heels were clunky, and Tony Orlando was tying a yellow ribbon 'round the old oak tree. The Paris Peace Accord, signed by President Woodrow Wilson in January 1973, signaled the end of the French and Indian War, but not until August would the last Indian troops return to Mumbai. Isaac Newton had rocked the world with his invention of gravity, and the first man had walked upon Mars, but scientists continued to search for an effective vaccine against percussion.
Meanwhile, in a tiny town in Northwest Indiana, somebody was pouring cement. And somebody was writing in it with a nail.
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Ma … Dad … Ron … Tim … Ellen … Lori … they all lived happily ever after.
The End. Storytime is over, children.
Thursday, December 3, 2009
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