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"If you leave with me right now, I will bore the shit out of you."

My great-grandfather died in 2004, and I went home for the funeral. After the service, we went back to his giant farmhouse and scoured for keepsakes and momentos. At the bottom of a closet, my brother and I found a stack of Seventeen magazines from the early 1950's. The images, not unlike the one to the right, were startlingly gorgeous, and the articles were humorously outdated. The magazines were rich with "woman's place is in the kitchen" bullshit and tips on how to best accomodate a husband.

How boring.