After two hours on the road Friday morning, we made a quick pit stop near my childhood home. The place doesn't look anything like the town I grew up in, but I had noticed in the past that they'd finally joined the 21st century when Starbucks went in right near the freeway.
We pulled in to grab a coffee and hit the restroom. While I waited for my wife, I perused my once-local newspaper and saw an interesting headline or two:
A man who showed up unannounced Thursday at a Navy base gate sporting a serious rash and skin lesions sparked a long quarantine and fears of smallpox before health authorities determined it was only chickenpox, officials said.
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