In the fall of 1968, just after I had turned 6 years old, I was at a relative’s house in Buffalo for a reason that I cannot recall. Maybe it was a birthday party, maybe it was just a Sunday dinner.
I really have no idea.
But what I do recall is that the men in the house — my father, my uncle, and maybe a couple others — were in the TV room watching the Buffalo Bills game. Against who, I also have no idea.
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