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OK, all of us old ladies need to remember what it was like to be a teenager. And, dear writer, keep on telling your story and let all of the old ladies who don't remember what it was like to be a teenager criticize you. Incidentally, referring to people looking their best, I can remember my mom, in her 80s, fussing because I wore flats to a funeral - said I was not properly honoring the person who had died. For what it was worth, I wore the flats so that I could keep her from falling as she tottered about on her 2 1/2 inch heels.
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