“That’s real American music,” or How Uncle Dick Saved My Reading Class
My daughter, a school teacher in Wisconsin, wrote the following: Uncle Dick was my Grandmother’s sister’s husband, which makes him my great-uncle by marriage. Naughty children (we were all naughty children, once) called him “Duncle Ick” behind his back. And … Continue reading “That’s real American music,” or How Uncle Dick Saved My Reading Class
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