Right after the ending of World War II, I recall church bells ringing, people screaming in a joyful manner, and streams of toilet paper covering cars — and themselves. Praises to God filled the atmosphere like homemade bread smells at 4 in the morning.
Now the churches are closed and toilet paper is scarce.
Nira O’Connor
Augusta
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