The sidewalk around the garage was scattered with broken, long and heavy ice icicles, once frozen onto the rim of the garage roof. I was but eleven-years old back then, back in the winter of 1958, and I had heard how cold metal or iron, would freeze a person’s tongue onto its surface, as quick [...]
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