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The 1966 Car Chase

It wasn't Proust's famous madeleine . It certainly didn't evoke sweetness. My stomach churned, and I still feel nauseated and shaken.  " NEW MILFORD, Conn. (AP) —  Connecticut State Police  say a 32-year-old man avoided a trooper's gunfire during a chase through several towns that ended with a crash and his arrest." ( Friday, July 17, 2015 ) Flashback to a Brooklyn December Sunday afternoon in 1966. Bear in mind, the memories are from a child's point of view, so distortions are freely disclaimed.  In 1966 my grandmother lived with my parents (z"l), my sister, and me in our row house in Brooklyn. I was a kid, and she and I shared a bedroom (something I resented in typical pre-teen fashion - I'm letting you know so you know I'm no paradigm of perfect grandchild). May 1955 Annie Angelson was born in Russia in 1878, and in my memory, she was always an old lady. I remember her as very small, very cuddly, very old-world'ish - which m