An example of how my childhood was

An amusing personal anecdote for everyone to enjoy: I was born in 1969. When Star Wars (that's A New Hope, for all of you pedants) came out in 1977, I was a little kid who was quickly driven to the edge of insanity by the fact that my parents refused to take me to see it. Everyone in the world had seen it multiple times. It was considered newsworthy how many repeat viewings of the film there were. I remember something on the news showing a group of people standing on a flight of stairs, each one revealing, in turn, how many times he or she had seen it. "I've seen it 10 times." "I've seen it 18 times." "I've seen it 45 times!" On and on it went, all year long. Finally, when it had been out so long that it had worked its way down to the drive-in, my parents relented and took my little sister and me to see it. They all fell asleep, but I was finally able to tell everyone that I had seen Star Wars (that's A New Hope, for all of you sticklers for accuracy.) THEN, Raiders came out. Everyone goes to see it. Everyone talks about how great it is. I'm in a panic, thinking the same thing is going to happen again. Finally, on the final day of its run at the theater, we go see it because my older cousin tells my father that it's GREAT (and "clean," very important.) OK, so we're walking out of the theater and I say, "That was GREAT!" And my father sort of picks his teeth and drawls, "Yeah, it was pretty good... but it'll never be as good as Star Wars..."

307 Trammell St., Calhoun, GA

Interesting house in Calhoun, Georgia, that I have been unable to find out any information on.

 

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