Well, this might not be my first experience, but it is my first really memorable one. All the ones before also happened here.
I was a teenager, more than twenty-five years ago. The house I grew up in was old, over a hundred years old, not far from the center of Keene, NH. It had once been a duplex, with one home on the first floor and one on the second. My father had bought the house from both families, and he converted the second floor into bedrooms for my parents and their four sons. I...
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