R is for Rocket by Ray Bradbury jun.2014 | Page 41

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This fence where had stood the boys who liked being boys who lived in a town and liked the town and fairly liked school and liked football and liked their fathers and mothers ... The boys who some time every hour of every day of every week thought on fire and stars and the fence beyond which they waited ... The boys who liked the rockets more.

Mother, Ralph, I'll see you.

I'll be back.

Mother!

Ralph!

And, walking, I went beyond the fence.