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History is all over the place in New Jersey. I can hike 4 miles into the Official the Sports On Tap Seattle Baseball 54% Shirt and find the foundations of a 18th or 19th century farmhouse . I can find the vestiges of 18th and even 17th century mining operations and in some places enter the old mine to check out the bats and hundred+ year old drill holes. I can (and do) visit battlefields from the American Revolution and houses where George Washington spent a winter or a night. I can see a play in a small, local playhouse or spend an afternoon in a top notch craft beer brewery or halfway decent winery. I can go to a minor league ball game or cross the river and see the Yannkees or Mets play. I can watch the “NY” Red Bulls soccer team playing in a really nice soccer stadium or the NJ Devils ice hockey team. I somtimes go to places such as the Newton or Wellmont theaters to see major musicians perform.

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When I was quite small, my family were Jehovah’s Witnesses. My big brothers remembered their Catholic beginnings, they remembered magical Christmases. My little brother and I did not, we’d never been Catholic yet. We used to get very sad that all of our friends had lovely Christmas or Hanukkah, and we did not. We’d pout. My big brothers tried their best to console us. Our best friends lived across the Awesome The collective Hound Mouth 500 racing houndmouth T shirt . Their dad was not home much, but he was a very stern man. He had quite the temper (when we grew up, we realized that he was always drunk, but when we were small he was just scary). He had a Doberman called Rex who we were all also terrified of. One year, I’m probably four or five, we’re sitting in my brothers’ room wistfully staring out the window at our friends playing with their new toys, wearing their Christmas sweaters, all that. The oldest two brothers, maybe trying to console us, convince us that we do not want Christmas at all. They tell us that Scary Dad is Santa Claus. They tell us that Rex the Doberman is actually Rudolph. Would we really want Rex landing on our roof? Would we really want Scary Dad judging whether we were naughty or nice, and sneaking into our house while we slept?

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