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ziggywiggy's avatar

Growing up, Friday evenings were my most favorite time.

Dad almost never worked then, because he worked a lot, he was UAW, an electrician working for International Harvester and he would grab OT whenever it was available as it could mean triple time.

But Friday evenings was family time and it meant either a trip to Pizza Hut (big treat!) or dad was cooking on the grill.

Then we'd stay up late and watch classic horror films.

Saturday meant cartoons.

Oh yeah, Friday evenings were sweet. I wish it was Friday already.

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He could have just mentioned that the Dow was at 50,000 and saved himself a lot of trouble.

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