I am compelled to begin with a disclaimer on this one.
In full respect to the efforts of the family, friends and educators of my youth, I was a bright enough child; even if the story that follows might lead you to believe otherwise.
When I was less than a teen but over the
age of 10, I came upon a curious round object in the storage room of my parents’ house. It was about the size of a side plate, with an inscription on its face that was impressive and important in a bold, Old English-sty (...)
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