April 22nd, 1962 (date totally random)
“Aah, today’s paper, right on time as every morning. Thanks, Johnny!”
What a lovely kid, thought Fred while sitting on his withered wooden chair in his front garden, enjoying his fresh breakfast (Frosties) and a cup of coffee (if you lived in the 1960s and didn’t have cereal and coffee for breakfast, don’t really know what to tell you; you were missing out). The newspaper was the way for Fred to learn about what had happened in the world, the country, and his local community ...
