I remember being a kid at the grocery store and my big sister not being able to buy sliced cheese from the deli because that wasn’t eligible for food stamps like packaged Kraft singles were and in that moment I learned everything I needed to know about American culture.

Clark Spent

It’s Crazy Train, not Gravy Train, no need to jump on Andy.

Rolling his eyes:

Was discussing this earlier, and the overt attempt to erase the Japanese Interment from American history. I’m ashamed to say I never knew about it until reading Farewell to Manzanar in high school. This is happening now, before our eyes.

At least they called me “Dear.”

Oh no I can’t believe this! I met her in the 90s when I was on the radio and she was so lovely. So sorry for your loss.

Never heard Kensington Ave called anything other than Kensington, except where it meets Allegheny, which was “K & A.” And “Bully?” Can’t confirm.

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