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It was fifty years ago, on a hot summer day, in the deep south.
We lived on a dirt road, on a sand lot. We were, what was known as "dirt poor."
I had been playing outside all morning in the sand. Suddenly, I heard a sharp clanking sound behind me and looking over my shoulder, my eyes were drawn to a strange sight!
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