I lived in West Covina in 1966 (I was 15), nearly all of my opinions on the environment began to percolate that year. On a clear day you could, all most, make out the freeway on ramp.
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I lived in West Covina in 1966 (I was 15), nearly all of my opinions on the environment began to percolate that year. On a clear day you could, all most, make out the freeway on ramp.