Dear Editor,
I listened to the presidential debate the other night, it took me back to my childhood some seventy years ago.
In our neighborhood, there was a man we called him Uncle Dave. Every time he came around we would say, “Uncle Dave tell us a story.”
Boy, he could tell some big stories — some of them was half true, but most of them was not.
After listening to President Obama’s stories, I thought, “Man, Uncle Dave is still alive.”
George M. Gill
Letart, W.Va.
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