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This rings so true! My stepdaughter Cassidy lived with us during 2 yrs. of high school. Pete and I turned up at her field hockey games, dressed in leather jackets, with our earphones on, listening to music and carrying the NY Times. We also had our own folding chairs, as the bleachers gave us hemorrhoids.
How’d you hide the magazine? I need tips!!!!
Ha! I didn’t hide it at all. After 10+ years of concerts and plays, I just do what I have to do to survive!