Looking Backward, Autobiographically
It’s reached that time again, a time to look forward but also, for an old geezer like me, to look backward. Being 96 for a while yet (until March), I can permit myself some retrospection (while noting that those two digits, if only reversed and embodied, might well have been greatly preferable. Wot-the-hell, while I can More
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