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I've gone to more funerals in the last thirty days than I have combined in the last 30 years. People are dropping off like flies around here. Great thing about getting old is that you get to outlive your enemies. Can't say I never made any enemies going down the road of life. Sometimes my mouth ...
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| An Evacuee
Evacuee: September 1939 -1945
Eight years old and standing on the gently sloping Rye-hills of Lutterworth, overlooking the meandering river Swift lazily belieing its name as it threads its way from the Hall in the far distance on my left, then on and under the railway viaduct on my right. ...
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