There is a fifth demension beyond that which is known to man.
It is a demension that is vast as memory and timeless as dementia.
It is the middle ground between cool and goofy,
between kindergarten and graduation,
and it lies between the pit of kid's fears,
and the summit of the principal's office.
This is the demension of nostalgia.
It is an area which
we call. . . .
