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Though as a youngster I only participated in one of Superior’s organized Easter Egg Hunts, hunting Easter eggs and derivatives were among my favorite activities.

Instead of eating my Easter eggs, I saved them so they could be hid over and over.

My Easter eggs were stored on the top shelf of a kitchen cupboard. To get to them, I had to stand on a kitchen chair and stretch to the limit. Thus I didn’t get to play with them as often as I would have liked.

In his youth, my uncle was an avid marble player. When he left home, Grandmother saved his marbles. There were so many marbles they...



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