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(with apologies to www.cliffs.com) When I was your age, there was no sun. We drank sand and ate gravel. Everyone worked at the mud factory. Every day it rained sharp sticks. Rick > Date: Mon, 30 Aug 1999 16:03:48 GMT > From: dhandy@isgroup.net (Douglas Handy) > Subject: Re: Our last PC AT - RIP > Roger, > > Tell us again about walking through the hip-deep snow to get to > > school > He not only had to walk through snow both to and from school, but it > was uphill both ways! > Doug +--- | This is the Midrange System Mailing List! | To submit a new message, send your mail to MIDRANGE-L@midrange.com. | To subscribe to this list send email to MIDRANGE-L-SUB@midrange.com. | To unsubscribe from this list send email to MIDRANGE-L-UNSUB@midrange.com. | Questions should be directed to the list owner/operator: david@midrange.com +---
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