america
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Presidential Pardon
The passing of President Carter at the end of last year has set me thinking about the world as I knew it in 1979 when I skipped lightly through immigration at JFK and entered the wide blue yonder beyond that is otherwise known as America. This is not a political blog so I shall leave
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Greyhound
Greyhound I made my first roadtrip across the United States in June 1979, I had left school and was enjoying freedom, travel and was the master of my own destiny. I flew into JFK in New York to connect with a Greyhound bus bound for LA. Said to be the longest Greyhound route across the
The American Beagle 