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April 28, 2019

My oldest brother was a bully, at least in our family he was. I have no idea what he was like in school – if he had friends, if he was picked on, if he picked on other kids, if he made good grades – I don’t know any of it, most likely because of our 7-year age differen...

April 21, 2019

Ken was the oldest out of the four of us. He was 7 years older than me, 5 ½ years older than my brother, and 2 years older than my sister. I recently saw a video of him when he was 2 or 3 years old. It was a short home movie that my uncle had made and my cousin found....

April 14, 2019

Sometimes when I write this blog, other images and memories come to mind. There are other triggers as well – a certain food, a pungent smell, or the position of the sun in the sky with the perfect temperature. A few nights ago, I walked outside just at dusk, and the ai...

April 7, 2019

At the age of 5, we moved into a new home. I remember the first time I saw it. I don’t know where my two older siblings and dad were, but this particular evening, my mom just had my brother and I, which was pretty unusual. She said we were going to look at the new hous...

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