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We had just finished supper when the phone rang. Only a few hours before, I had been playing football on the sandlot team that my brother Mark had formed after I had hounded him to do so.
That team was my only hope of playing in 1965, since I was still too young for Washington Elementary School’s football team. Eric was even younger than I was.
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