Having spent the first ten years of my life in New York, I admit, I cried my eyes out when I first rolled into Canton in 1991. No beach, no skyscrapers, no Coney Island, no hot dog stand, no Statue of Liberty. Just a small town with one stop light.

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But I would come to love that little town. And if you spent time there in the '90s, join me in a little trip down memory lane. Here are a few things that only YOU can appreciate: