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I was seven years old when the World's fair kicked off.

I was born in Minnesota. At the time, my oldest sister's husband (Air Force) was stationed at the Fairchild AFB.

We came up to visit, and part of that visit included a trip to Seattle.

I remember my sister up from me (three years older) picking up what she thought was a gag candy:

Chocolate covered ants, Honey covered bees

I suggested she read the ingredients:

"Chocolate covered ants, Honey covered bees"

All I remember thinking was how I wish she had bought (and ate) the candy for no other reason than the look on her face at first bite...

The other thing I remember was attending a presentation at the Ripley's Believe it or Not exhibit in which the man in charge demonstrated the firing of the world's smallest working firearm. I still remember it because he put the shell casing in an envelope and gave it to me. Being no more than maybe 9 or 10 at the time (or younger), I had no grasp of the value of it. My sister was there, maybe she did, I have no recollection of what happened to it.

It was just a special moment never repeated over the course of my childhood.

I used to collect the old Ripley's believe it or not books.
They too disappeared, just as did my old comic book collection ("rot my brain").

Unfortunately, all I have left, in spite of my best effort, are memories. But, you asked.


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