I fantasize about [Explored]

escaping back into the time before the US went off track. For me that was late fall 1963. I was a junior in high school. I had my first real girlfriend. The Dodgers swept the Yankees in four. We had a young president who made everyone optimistic about the future. We trusted government, revered science, and valued experts. The middle class was flourishing and it felt like the beginning of a new American golden age.

 

(Also I really miss the rowing machine at the gym)

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