Milk Shakes and Red Wine as Tender Loving Care.

  I first posted this article in 2010, and those of you who were on the mailing list may recall it.  It triggered many comments and memories.  For you, and new readers as well, here's to fond recollections: As a youngster, my siblings and I lived in a small town in the coal mining region of southeastern Utah. Our nightly entertainment was radio programs like  The   Shadow,   The Lone Ranger  and  The Cisco Kid . We also read books, solved 500 piece jigsaw puzzles, and played Gin Rummy. On Saturday afternoon, we wolfed down freshly, buttered popcorn while transfixed by movie westerns with Roy Rogers, Gene Autry and, for the real old time trivia buff, Gabby Hayes and Wallace Beery. Outside, in good weather, we explored the surrounding semi-desert countryside, or played “Cowboys and Indians,” “Marbles,” or "Mumbly Peg." At nightfall, nothing created more shrieking and mock trauma than “Hide and Seek.” When it snowed, we built bulbous snowmen, pummel

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