The Newsroom
I have a favorite memory of when I was a young teen. My mom would drive us to the local news room every weekend. You could smell printed magazines and see buckets of penny candy. We would fill up a paper bag with bubble gum and other choices. Sometimes I could buy a teen magazine and those were the best days.
I have a favorite memory of when I was a young teen. You could smell printed magazines and see buckets of penny candy. Sometimes I could buy a teen magazine and those were the best days. My mom would drive us to the local news room every weekend. We would fill up a paper bag with bubble gum and other choices.