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1973 – Going to live with my parents
My parents bought a mobile home and put it up on the small hill by my grandparent’s house. The transition was hard. Going from everything I knew to a home I wasn’t familiar with and parents that I only saw on visits here and there that were scary. I remember the feeling of wanting to…
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Memories of Granny
Allow me to introduce you to my great grandmother who we affectionately called Granny. Granny lived next door to my grandparents and helped raise me. She was a spit fire and could have you laughing in a minute but you never crossed her. I don’t recall a time I ever crossed her. She spoiled me…
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Sweet Memories
I have so many memories of living with and spending time with my grandparents. The love they gave me was more than what I was missing from my parents. They were the only stable thing I had in my life and being with them I felt safer than being anywhere else. They were like having…
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A little girl is born – 1968
I was born on a cold, rainy Friday in February 1968 in a hospital in the city. My mother’s face in the picture of her holding me for the first time shows she wasn’t happy and wasn’t sure what to do next as she stared down at me. I’ve never seen pictures of my father…
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Where It All Began
Let’s step back to 1967