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I remember when my family used to look at slides in the projector on Christmas Eve. Still photos my grandma couldn't recognize anymore. We did it anyway. Tradition.

I remember the roller rinks with neon light cascading to the waved hardwood floors. The smell of popcorn and coin op games like Double Dragon. The songs of the 80s.

I remembered when my folks rented a VCR and King Kong. First movie I ever saw with special effects. I remember the place long white walls and it was close to the center.

I grew up in a largely White suburban neighborhood. We had a block parties on a regular a test of mettle for the cooking men. My school was about two blocks away. We had festivals there. Cake walks and all.

I took a ring pop out to a girl I loved in elementary school. Her name was Jamie and she lived on a farm right out of town. I gave her all my cool pencils. She was a farmer girl. Tan with blonde hair.her folks owned many acres.

My buddy Eric liked what would become semi simulator but this was blocky roads and basic interface.

We had a loft for reading time. It was filled with cushions and reading was expected for at least an hour.