School with my mom as the teacher

Moving to Virginia was very hard for me. I had helped Mom grow a large strawberry patch and we sold my swing set. I brought my favorite doll, Honey, and we packed up our things and rode in a 4 door Navy Datsun diesel. The fumes from that car made my stomach sick and I […]

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Growing up in the Deep South

My earliest memories are of my nephew, David and I sharing the same bedroom. I would wake up and smell eggs and bacon. My brother, Winston, cooked breakfast for us every morning.  David looked real cute with his little blond curls and we were inseparable. Winston kept telling me that David was my nephew and […]

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