October 14, 1981, Neenah-Menasha Daily Northwestern
Ah, the fun of fallen leaves. There's nothing like jumping into a big pile of them and coming out with them sticking to your sweatshirt, not to mention the fun of ticking off your older brother who meticulously had raked them into that pile and was already "late" for an important date, at least by his reckoning. I wasn't talking about myself, was I? Oh no, I'd have never done that.
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