Can't help obsessing about age. These guys aren't helping.
That's the site for the exhumation (excarvation?) of a car that was buried exactly 50 years ago. That's also when I arrived in this country, a skinny immigrant kid, shivering in the cold, speaking no English*. It used to seem like it was just yesterday, but now those bastards in Oklahoma have converted it into ancient history. The nerve!
* In the interests of nitpickery, it was summer, I was pudgy, and English is my native language. But that doesn't fit the standard stereotype at all.
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