When Dad built the clothes shute.
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It was a warm summer evening in the 1950s. In the neighborhood, we had just had a potluck street party, and the witching hour (bedtime) had arrived for the children.
Mom asked Dad to put us to bed, which was cool with us; Daddy was an easier pus...
Mom asked Dad to put us to bed, which was cool with us; Daddy was an easier pus...
