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3My
kindergarten class made a special trip on the B&O Railroad one
day. I don't remember where we went, but I do know that it was my
first train ride. Five years later, the B&O moved out of
town.
I am the young man in the front row
wearing the double-breasted camel coat.
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4This
is my picture in first or second grade at Steenrod Elementary
School in Wheeling, West Virginia.
Is that an angelic or a
devilish look on my face?
I'm not quite sure myself.
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3
I was quiet and shy at school. Unlike home, where I enjoyed reading
to myself, I didn't like to read at school because all of the
reading there was out loud (until 3rd grade). I was too embarrassed
to read out loud and do a good job. So I tried to make mistakes,
hoping that the teacher would get impatient with me and move on to
the next person. It was only when I was allowed to read silently (in
third grade) that I enjoyed myself at school.
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4In
third grade, I began reading mysteries like the Hardy Boys books,
but I supplemented my reading with comic books. Here I am in fifth
grade with a selection of my most recent 10 cent comic book
purchases. |
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