San Francisco nights in a heated home with tangerines brightening the evening cheer. [Chuck Feerick and I had squirt machine guns]. The tangerines were different, fresh and sweet. They must have brought them from the City.
Bursting in the evening cheer of a child of mine, my cousin shined in the lamplight.
Memories of tangerines and Bob Feerick's son Chuck.
John Rubens
Dec. 15, 2019
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