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I got so used to my older brothers hand me down clothes, when my mother tried to get me to put on anything new I literally had a mild siezure. A wool suit would almost drive me to convulsions. To this day I only wear cotton and it needs to be washed a couple of times to make it comfortable.
I used to take my new jeans to my cousin who was a waterman. A couple of months and they were just right!
I remember my brother and I riding our bikes 7 miles down a country road, picking up bottles for 2 cents each.
I read that we throw away 40% of our food. No wonder many on this planet despise us. My plate is empty when I finish eating.
regards
Mech
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