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From Garage to Garage Without the Open Road
There’s something undeniably thrilling about hitting the open road on a motorcycle: the roar of the engine, the wind on your face, and the freedom of the horizon ahead. But …
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Growing Up With Green Stamps
Green Stamps brought a little extra excitement to everyday shopping, turning each filled page into a small victory. Families saved, sorted, and dreamed over the S&H catalog, creating memories that still come rushing back whenever those familiar stamps appear. …
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Lazer Tron Was a Saturday Afternoon Superhero
You already know this, but there was a time in my life when Saturday afternoons meant one thing and one thing only: professional wrestling. Not the polished, corporate spectacle it …
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Saturday Afternoon Westerns in the ’80s
Back in the 1980s, my Saturday afternoons had a familiar to them. You could almost set your watch by it. Morning cartoons gave way to wrestling, starting with WWF Superstars …
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Having To Go To School on Saturdays in the Winter
I grew up in the Appalachian mountains, so winter never left us wanting for snow. Most days in January and February brought at least a dusting, even if it was …
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In Defense of American Defense Action Figures
Back in the early 1980s, when the world was still lit by the glow of Saturday morning cartoons and the hum of VCRs rewinding, G.I. Joe was king. I was …
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Alf Hand Puppets From Burger King
Back in the late 1980s, when fast food promotions were practically a second currency for kids, Burger King rolled out something that wasn’t technically a kid’s meal toy, but felt …
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Ringing in the New Year With MTV ’92: A New Year’s Special
In those years before I had a driver’s license, before I could pile into a friend’s car, blast the radio, and roam around town on New Year’s Eve like we …
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College Football Was Better When Bowl Games Mattered
There was a time when college football bowl games were the crown jewels of the season. They were the reward at the end of a long autumn, and the grand …
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I Need to Lose a Few Years
I came home this afternoon from running those errands that always seem to follow a holiday…take off the trash, grab fresh bread and milk, and check the mail. When I …