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Retrospect – I Survived The 1970s by
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  Retrospect – I Survived The 1970s By Kevin J. W. Driscoll (c) 2025   Part 1: October 1970 The other day, I swear, I could still smell the tear gas clinging to my denim jacket. It’s like a stubborn ex-girlfriend, that stuff – refuses to let go. And, of course, the ever-present aroma of…
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I Watched The First Moon Landing by
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  Retrospect – I Watched The First Moon Landing By Kevin J. W. Driscoll (c) 2025 My world was built on the foundations of science fiction, a landscape where imagination reigned supreme. Long before the grainy images of lunar dust and human footprints filled our television screens, I was navigating the vast, uncharted territories of…
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I Was At Woodstock In 1969 by
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  Retrospect – I Was At Woodstock in 1969 By Kevin J. W. Driscoll (c) 2025 Preface: The Day My Brother’s VW Wagon Became a Portal to Another Dimension (and Other Slightly Exaggerated Truths) They say if you remember the ’60s, you weren’t really there. Well, I remember the ’60s, or at least a very…
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Retrospect – My Caucasian Response To Affirmative Action by
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    Retrospect – My Caucasian Response To Affirmative Action By Kevin J. W. Driscoll (c) 2025 Now, let me tell you, back in my day, the world was… simpler. Or at least, that’s what we told ourselves. You see, I was born in ’50s, which meant the ’60s hit me like a double shot…
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The UU and Me by
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  Retrospect – The UU and Me By Kevin J. W. Driscoll (c) 2025 My journey to the Unitarian Universalist church wasn’t exactly a pilgrimage. More like a reluctant trudge, propelled by equal parts metaphysical dread and my mother’s nagging. She always said I needed “spiritual enrichment,” a phrase that conjured images of beige casseroles…
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The Boomer Intervention by
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  Retrospect: The Boomer Intervention By Kevin J. W. Driscoll (c) 2025 Preface: In the quaint town of Nostalgia Falls, where rotary phones still mysteriously worked and ‘kids these days’ were a constant source of bewilderment, a rebellion was brewing. Three fed-up offspring, fueled by caffeine and a desperate need for peace and quiet, hatched…
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Retrospect – A Tale Of Five Cities by
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Retrospect – A Tale Of Five Cities By Kevin J. W. Driscoll (c) 2025 In the lush, green hills of Connemara, Ireland, My father’s mother Mary was born into a world where myths and reality intertwined. Her heart was filled with the ancient stories of her ancestors, and she spent her days immersed in the…
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Family Roots by
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    Retrospect – Family Roots By Kevin J. W. Driscoll (c) 2025 Preface Nestled in the heart of Galway, Ireland was the village of Ballyroot – a place where time meandered as lazily as the sheep that dotted its rolling hills. Tradition held a firm grip on the hearts of its inhabitants, and the…
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The Ghost From The Cornfield – How I Stopped Smoking by
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The Ghost From The Cornfield How I Stopped Smoking By Kevin J. W. Driscoll (c) 2025 The flickering TV screen illuminated the dimly lit living room. I was mesmerized, watching Shoeless Joe Jackson in Field Of Dreams glide across the makeshift baseball diamond, the cornstalks swaying gently in the summer breeze. Then, it happened. Another…
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Retrospect – The Pigeon War of 1952 by
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  Retrospect – The Pigeon War of 1952 By Kevin J. W. Driscoll (c) 2025 So, let me take you back to the bustling streets of Boston in 1952. My grandfather, a city boy through and through, loved to regale us with tales of his urban escapades. And none was more legendary than The Pigeon…
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