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Tag: daylight

Time to change

Time to change

I hate the time change. Why do we bother? We’re on Daylight Savings Time more than we are on regular time. It makes no sense. When I was a kid, after the Uniform Time Act of 1966, we had Daylight Savings for seven months a year. I remember people being confused by the time change, … read more Time to change

Posted on November 6, 2016May 15, 2019Author LisaCategories ShelterTags 1974, daylight, reality, sanity, time
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