The Morning Stroll and Cuppa Joe: Rebellion in the 90s

A few weekends ago, my sister called and asked if she could hang out at our house for a few hours on Sunday afternoon. This is not a normal request, so I asked why she was coming here from Grand Forks. Well, it turns out that through the help of social media, her 17-year-old son, a senior at Grand Forks Central, had met a pretty girl from Edinburg that he wanted to see, and my sister had decide...