Tampa, FL
December 10, 1968
“Oh no!”, exclaimed a disheartened female voice. “You don’t like him either!”
Over my instinctive screams, I could barely hear the words. Thru the haze, I couldn’t exactly make out who said them, to whom they were spoken, or who they were about.
Then…as I paused for breath while someone wiped fluid from my eyes and snot from my n…
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