When I was a kid I escaped into a fuzzy box that measured about a foot and a half by a foot and a half called our television. It was black and white and usually the picture included those reception flurries, but I was young and had imagination on my side. One particular show that got stuck in my psyche had to do with some bratty kids (older than me at the time I first watched) who played a very mean trick on a girl by locking her in a closet during the only day of that decade that they could go out and play in the sunlight. Even then I was hypnotized by sci-fi stories.
The story reached into my little heart and squeezed any chance that I would develop a hope for humanity until long into my adult years. Given that I was often the brunt of childhood…
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