By Betty Williamson
Local columnist
Grateful every year for personal built-in blur filter
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In the summer of 1970, between my third- and fourth-grade years, I got my first pair of eyeglasses.
They were the “cat-eye” style which, according to my old yearbooks, was quite the rage at the time.
My far-sighted father and near-sighted moth...
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