When the Reaper Comes A-Knockin’, We Must Get A-Rockin’

When the Reaper Comes A-Knockin’, We Must Get A-Rockin’

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When the Reaper Comes A-Knockin’, We Must Get A-Rockin’

When I was in elementary school, my mom would occasionally take my brother and me to Woolworth’s, our local five-and-dime store. We would often have lunch there, and my staple was the open-faced roast beef platter, followed by a hot fudge sundae. Afterward, my brother and I were left to exert the consumer buying power that an allowance, circa 1969, could wield. Although the store seemingly had an infinite number of acquisition options, my meager…

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