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By STEVE WOODS
It was a warm evening during the summer of 1976. Nine-year-old Wallace J. Nichols sat in front of his home with his friend Mike, staring up at the night skies.
Wallace had spent his summer just as many kids his age had: playing marbles, riding bikes, going on hikes and hanging with friends.
Little did Nichols know, that on this evening, a thought he was about to have, on that porch in New Jersey almost four decades ago, would shape the man he would become...
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