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Fay’s Drugs and What We Did In a Shopping Cart Up Finney Blvd.
The three of us couldn’t resist
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12 min readDec 15, 2022
“Kristi, I dare you to get into the shopping cart,” he said.
He always had a way of getting me on a dare. I couldn’t resist — he knew me too well. It was a snowy obscure time of the year in 1983— certainly before Christmas because cheerleading…