As our world becomes increasingly complex and technology dependent, I am often drawn back to my mid-century childhood when the world at least seemed simpler and somehow safer, when it was easier to connect across the dining table than across the world. The small, everyday artifacts of that time have become talismans able to conjure up warm memories that had been deeply buried: sneaking a transistor radio into school to listen to the World Series, back when they had day games; playing in dirt, not pixels; capturing images on film and the anticipation of seeing what you got when the...
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