It’s the biggest, weirdest story ever. I think I’m glad that I’m around to live through it. So far, my income hasn’t dried up; my house hasn’t been repossessed and the fridge is still well-stocked. So far.
by John Anderson
Posted: December 12, 2006 The year was 1950 and I was in the fifth grade. My sister, Mary, was four years younger and had developed an interest in rock...
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