Friday February 03, 2012 at 12:48
![my grandfather vividly remembered the day he go to wear “long pants.” he was twelve. sometimes it seems so unbearably sad that we no longer have such markers of youth and adulthood.
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Gum venders selling near the National Theatre. Eli Marks, 8 years old, makes 25 [cents] a night. Harvey, 11 years old, makes 50 [cents] a night. “When they see us they chase us home at 8:30, but when we see they coming, we slid the boxes in our pockets, until the cop gets past.” Washington, D.C., 04/11/1912](http://media.nara.gov/media/images/3/7/03-0699a.gif)
my grandfather vividly remembered the day he go to wear “long pants.” he was twelve. sometimes it seems so unbearably sad that we no longer have such markers of youth and adulthood.
Gum venders selling near the National Theatre. Eli Marks, 8 years old, makes 25 [cents] a night. Harvey, 11 years old, makes 50 [cents] a night. “When they see us they chase us home at 8:30, but when we see they coming, we slid the boxes in our pockets, until the cop gets past.” Washington, D.C., 04/11/1912
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