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July 3, 2014

One summer night – in those days, we were sent to bed when it was still light out, much to our chagrin – I noticed a bright light through my bedroom window.  I knew that the carnival was supposed to be in town soon, so I thought that was what it was. I called out to my parents that there was a light in my room.  My father came upstairs to investigate, undoubtedly to tell me to be quiet and go to sleep.  He took one look out the window, exclaimed “Oh, my God,” and ran downstairs and out the front door.