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and Germans, we were being assimilated into the ­American mainstream, our ethnicities getting watered down. People can’t imagine what it was like, living in the country here between Long Island Sound and ­Little Neck Bay. Right after the end of World War II was a grand time to be American.

As you must recall, we’d get on our bikes and be gone all day, totally free, not even needing to lock them. Since my kick-stand was perpetually broken, I’d lie it down on the ground. When I’d come back, it was always where I left it. So was yours except your kick-stand worked and yours was upright.

Come back little Sheba! Stanley


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