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Monthly Archives: March 2010
IN SEARCH OF THE SUMMER OF 1964
IN SEARCH OF THE SUMMER OF 1964 OR A STORK WITH NO NEST I was about eleven years of age when my family decided to go visit my paternal aunts who at the time were living in a quiet little … Continue reading
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