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I do not consider myself to be a prude, but I have never enjoyed looking at other women’s bare boobs, or the rest of their bare bodies, for that matter. I think this feeling comes from Junior High when I was forced to strip and take a shower every day with the other girls in P.E. class. Anyway, my main problem at that time was that I didn’t have any (boobs, that is). I wore a nicely padded...

I do not consider myself to be a prude, but I have never enjoyed looking at other women’s bare boobs, or the rest of their bare bodies, for that matter. I think this feeling comes from Junior High when I was forced to strip and take a shower every day with the other girls in P.E. class. Anyway, my main problem at that time was that I didn’t have any (boobs, that is). I wore a nicely padded...

I didn't have my own car until after I graduated from high school in 1953. It was either the bus or my dad's car, which was a nice new 1952 Mercury Monterey. We moved to 54th and University during my senior year, so I used the bus a lot in 1952 and 1953. Occasionally, my dad would drop me off on his way to work at Consolidated Vultee. After graduation, my need for a car became more of a...

It started when Marc and I grabbed a seat -- the first time we'd rested in hours. Marc, Jason and I were at the Major League Baseball draft, covering an amazing event. Former player Dave Winfield helped organize a symbolic draft for surviving Negro League players who never had a chance to play in the big leagues. They were the stars *before Jackie Robinson broke the color barrier.But back to...

How long’s it been now? Since there’s been a good one … a really good one? Not some ‘governor lying that he’ was lost on the Appalachian Trail but was really on a love rendezvous in Argentina’ type ruse. (Despite the South American connection, the story is far too local.) Certainly, not one of those tepid Medicare payment scams. Instead, I’m talking about shenanigans of...