Thirty years ago today:
On Wednesday I didn't have to go work because the job had been canceled but I was getting paid for the three hours anyway. I either picked up my daughter or her mother brought her over. She'd been napping longer than usual, up to four hours lately. I brought her back to Scarborough in the evening. Mike Copping came over after his chess game. We watched Arsenio and Letterman. Nothing much else happened.
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