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Feeding the Lichtmans’ Horse

Post church most Sundays I would often get to go to Pop Pop, Mom Mom, ARs house two blocks south. From there AR would take me to a nearby neighbors (Lichtmans) who owned a horse. Out would come the sugar cubes from AR’s pocket and that horse slobbered all over my palm taking one after another like they were free.  

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