I'm so old I Remember when:

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I'm so old I remember growing up on a street that was made out of clay. After every heavy rain it had to be graded again because cars cut ruts several inches deep. We had to park our bikes and walk on the lawns to get to where the street was paved and had sidewalks.
 
I'm so old I remember growing up on a street that was made out of clay. After every heavy rain it had to be graded again because cars cut ruts several inches deep. We had to park our bikes and walk on the lawns to get to where the street was paved and had sidewalks.
Ours were made of clam shells. In the spring you walked gingerly but by summer our feet had toughened and we were running down the street.
 
I'm so old I remember growing up on a street that was made out of clay. After every heavy rain it had to be graded again because cars cut ruts several inches deep. We had to park our bikes and walk on the lawns to get to where the street was paved and had sidewalks.
Our road was like that up until 2 years before I moved here. (About 10 years ago)
It was gravel then and got a new name. Many still go with its prior name Mud Road.
 

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