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THE PROVERBIAL ELEPHANT
My earliest vivid memory is as a four year old. It is not a pleasant memory, and probably not a complete memory. I can see my mother standing in front of the stove stirring something, and she was crying. When a four year old child sees their mother crying it is worrisome, I can feel…
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Destined For Success
We were poor growing up although we didnt realize it until we were a little older. We knew we didn;t have money for a lot of things we wanted but we lived in a house, ate three meals a day and luckily for our parents we had to wear uniforms to school, ugly blue jumpers…
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When we were kids:
My mother was Sweedish and my father was Irish. There were eight of us – two parents and six kids, one bathroom, getting ready for school was hectic. My brother was lucky if he ever got to see the inside of the bathroom. We went to a parochial school taught by an order I like…