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The Times Were Not Easy

Narrow cobblestone lanes The clop-clop of horse-drawn buggies The crack of the whip... Pots of Steam on blackened stoves Whooping cough, scarlet fever Stale bread, castor oil...

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Date: 7/28/2021 9:07:00 AM
Ah, so it was, my friend. I'm so happy we live in these times, for things were not so good in the good ol' days! Enjoyed your verse, gw.
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Gershon Wolf
Date: 7/28/2021 5:50:00 PM
That's for sure. I remember my dad bemoaning how things used to be. He was glad not to live during the Depression anymore. Truth will Out, Gershon
Date: 7/27/2021 11:07:00 PM
Aren't you glad we live the now and not then? A good reminder of the past. I use Vick's vapor rub (lol)! A good write Gershon! Cheers...ab
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Gershon Wolf
Date: 7/28/2021 5:53:00 PM
You mean that you don't use a 'mustard plaster?!' Remember those? Ugh! ~ gw

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