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							WHAT MY FATHER SAID ABOUT THE FIFTIES by Dina Ben-Lev 1 During the depression I ate sunflower seeds, but in the fifties I lost my appetite altogether. I didn't own a car with wings, I didn't lose myself in the rock 'n' roll of new music. In the fifties I leaned over a bare, cold banquet table borrowed by the court, and learned to defend myself.