When I was young we were extremely ignorant about other people.
I was told that people even in the next town were very dangerous: they "drink
whiskey and have knives.... you had better not go over there." I was 7 years
old when the first automobile came into Boston. When the owner of one of those
excitingly new 1902 automobiles drove me over into one of those "dangerous"
next towns, I could see no one who appeared to be more "dangerously
threatening" than any of my very nonthreatening hometown neighbors.
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