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After-School Treats

Seems I was a frail, skinny little kid when I was attending kindergarten at Toms River, N.J., back in 1947. My grandmother Applegate often told my mother that she was not feeding me enough, which really wasn’t true. But being the beneficiary of all the goodies Grandmom provided, it was no problem to get off the school bus there—since it was actually the next stop just down the road.

The driver, Mr. Hill, who drove old bus number 4 for many years—knew all the

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