The television broke and it was such a remarkable event that my father went out and rented a television which proudly made its home on the kitchen table where it remained for nearly a week. Not only did we eat supper with the tv blaring from the table, but we were not allowed to talk while it was on. Don’t get the wrong idea, this was not our usual family routine (although at that time when we didn’t have the ability to rewind or playback the broadcast, we often watched shows the old-fashioned way- without interrupting anyone’s ability to........

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