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Stories in The Roaring Twenties
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 I was so excited! There was to be a dance recital, and I was going to be in it! It was spring of 1927, ...
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Around 1925, when I was 7 or 8, I desperately wanted to join the circus and be a clown. I'd never been ...
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It was 1924, and my brother, Abner, was in a building mood. "Don't go away," he said. "I need someone ...
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 Age brings wisdom and fond memories of Christmas gifts past.
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When I was 11 years old, in 1922, living in Toulon, Ill., we experienced dog days that I remember well ...
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 When they razed the old Keller's Store in 2005, they took away the site of many childhood memories.
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On weekends during my first year in high school, in 1929, I always went out to my parents' farm to stay ...
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Back in 1924, Detroit seemed like a faraway big city in the "frozen north" to my dad and me. We were ...
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A basement doesn't sound like the kind of place that would carry many good memories from your childhood, ...
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We had no old swimming hole and certainly no swimming pool! What we had was muddy, lazy-flowing Bayou ...
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 This story dates back to the early 1920s. When I was a little girl, my grandmother used to tell me about ...
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 Eighty-four-year-old recollections, without doubt, can be frightfully fuzzy, such as whether a stove ...
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It was shortly before 1920. The custom of "trick or treat" at Halloween had not yet come into being. ...
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