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Judith Beck

In 1955 my 5th grade teacher, Mrs. Miles took all our class to her house to watch the World Series. We went every day. Mrs. Miles was a huge dodgers fan so we were all fans as well, at least for that week. Life was good then and not nearly so complicated. Memories make hallowed ground of the times we were young!

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