Personal Narrative On Rum Crooks

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Mom was at the store and I was glad to see her. She and Harvey, our hired helper, was the extent of the work force. Saturday was Harvey’s day off but it wouldn’t take long before Hammond his little brother (and my buddy), would come in to see what I was doing. Mom usually let me have some time to go exploring, so when she wasn’t looking I’d sneak a couple Rum Crook cigars from behind the counter and grab a few candy bars – and I was out of there. Me and my buddy would go down by the river underneath the bridge and try to see what was so special about Rum Crooks. After we got green in the face from smokin’ we’d scurry on down to the railroad tracks and put a nickel or penny on them. When the train came past they’d be thin as a sheet of paper
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