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…Bloomed. And so they did. Lilacs bloomed throughout the town, that same hometown. They grew in alleys and at the edges of yards, in the cemetery, and here and there. Then there was a here and there, when the town was less mannered. Before things got organized and groomed. On the way home from school I would pick the lilacs off the bushes, enough to make a bouquet for my mother. And it was all right.