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Back in the late 60's.
105 degrees, middle of the summer.
Shafter.
There were about 10 of us neighborhood boys, 10 to 12 years old, and we would all get 10 cents a day to go to the public pool several blocks away. Many times though, we would put our money together and next-door-neighbor Glenn would hop on his sting ray bike and peddle his way to the A&W root beer stand. For $1 (95 cents plus 5 cents tax) he would come back with a gallon of fresh root beer. We would sit in the shade of a big palm tree in our front yard and guzzle the stuff 'till we all had a belly ache, then turn the sprinklers on and spend rest of the afternoon running through the cool water.
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