I don’t know why I was surprised. It was bound to happen. I bought a box of matches the other day. They were strike-onthe-box type. They’re not my favorites. I like strikeanywhere matches — the kind that when that little abrasive strip on the box expires, I can still strike ‘em on a rock, or my pant leg or on the screen door (before plastic screens).
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Opinion, Pages 6 on 08/10/2011
Print Headline: A box of matches can stir up more than flames