Disclosure: the following is not meant to be informative or opinionated.
Back in the 50’s, 60’s and 70’s my friend's mother made him a bologna sandwich on white bread with ketchup every single day, Catholic Grammar through High School. The sandwich sat in his desk or locker until lunch time.
When we were in college and knew a little more about refrigerators, bologna and white bread we would laugh about this, a lot.
I lost track of him and hope he's alive and well.
ps Back in the day, he was thin, athletic and not the least bit sickly. It was a different time and place.
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