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Typical Tracy

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Memories & Musings of an Average, Middle Aged, Mother of Two

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Typical Tracy

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Typical Tracy | Memories & Musings of an Average, Middle Aged, Mother of Two The Brain Behind the Blog… Typical Tracy Memories & Musings of an Average, Middle Aged, Mother of Two Dear John, December 15, 2024 // 0 We were best friends for most of our lives. Funny, I can’t recall how we actually met, whether we were in 7th grade home room together, or what. I do remember you asking me out, and me saying something to the effect of “John, I can’t date you!” Because we were already pretty good friends. Since that time, we spent years hanging out at my house, at your house, at the Dalton Diner sharing fries, In Greenwich Village, and at every movie theater and bowling alley in Northern New Jersey. I’m not at all sure why you were friends with me. You loved punk rock, and I had a crush on Leif Garrett. You were very smart, and I never felt like I was at the time. Your family had bucks, and I was very much middle class. Yet, there we were – forging through middle school, ...

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