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This is a true story.  We had literally just stepped in the doorway from our week-long vacation at Panama City, and I was already bored. My life was that of a typical teenager, where nothing riveting or sensational ever happened.  After I put down my bags, my mom asked me to go pick up the mail from our next-door neighbor, Edie. She is a nice enough old lady, I thought, though I honestly did not know too much about her other than she was married (though her husband was rarely seen) and their adult son Abel, lived with th...
By Michele Joy MarshFebruary 1860 Archibald Cyrus Jones, Cyrus, to those who knew him well, was close to death, stabbed in between the ribs by an unknown man, and left to die shortly outside The Griswold Inn, where he had just heard Cassius Clay speak about freedom. How ironic to think he was about to lose his completely.  As his life blood left him, swirling gloriously and greedily into the ground, Cyrus prayed for his life. He had left his wife and daughter home in Wallingford, and had made the two- day trip to Hartford to ...
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