My earliest memories
(I can't say with any authority that I remember much of 1969 myself-- for 95.3 % of that year I was only 2 years old. Was that the year I caught the croup and ended up in an oxygen tent in the Polk County hospital? Was that the year that I cut off the end of my big toe in a floor fan while one of my older sisters was babysitting? Not sure really. The written record, see below, is much more reliable and at least as interesting.)
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