It was the best of times, it was the worst of times...
We just accepted what we had because we had nothing to compare it with. My husband, who grew up in the big city of Dante, Virginia, says I'm older than I claim to be. They had a brick school with all the appropriate facilities, so he's amazed that I went to such a primitive institution. But, it was and will remain "the good old days".
Posted on Nov 4, 2006, 9:12 PM from IP address 4.249.240.29