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that little voice
My sister is looking back at our lives in the 40s and 50s and recalling incidents, family stories, and various memories she is putting to paper.
The exercise has been a poke in my remembrance ribs, allowing me to contemplate those first 18 years of my life. My journey started 78 years ago, she joined me the following year, so our memories run along parallel tracks, but often differ in the angle…
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