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Time to break out the Long Johns

I haven’t worn long underwear on a regular basis in almost 50 years.

Growing up and playing outside, we didn’t have today’s super-insulated parkas and snow pants. What we had were lined jeans, long underwear, and felt boots that were encased in rubber boots.

We all had toques that kept our heads warm.

When my brother and I started delivering papers in the early 1960s, my mother insisted that we have lined corduroy pants and Stanfield’s wool long johns.

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