Fifty Years Ago Today---The Pie-Eating Contest---Climax, Catharsis: A
Page From A Vermont Family Album, Sparse, Damaged, Incomplete,
(Penultimately) Charming
Well, holy crap. I had a moment of real terror for a moment there (or perhaps it was just indigestion), until I saw that this happened in Peacham, some ways away. I would have been about 6 at the time. I remember those haircuts and those madras plaid shirts. My sister and I had matching ones. Somewhere, there are photos. Sometime, when the deadlines stop breaking over my head like waves, I'll find them.
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Well, holy crap. I had a moment of real terror for a moment there (or perhaps it was just indigestion), until I saw that this happened in Peacham, some ways away. I would have been about 6 at the time. I remember those haircuts and those madras plaid shirts. My sister and I had matching ones. Somewhere, there are photos. Sometime, when the deadlines stop breaking over my head like waves, I'll find them.
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