nostalgia
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Again, I grew up in the best of times—or at least it sure feels that way when I look back through the soft, flickering glow of a Saturday morning television screen. Saturday hit early at our house. We did not ease into the day so much as tumble into it, sleepy-eyed and barefoot, staged in…
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I have lived through enough technology “upgrades” to know that progress is both a miracle and a menace. It gives us maps in our pockets, cameras in our phones, and music on command. It also gives us passwords we forget, chargers we lose, and the strange modern panic of realizing our cell phone battery is…
