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October 20, 2019

I made it through the 4th grade and our small, drafty house started to feel more like home. We began to get more settled into the rhythm between the 3 of us (me, Mom and John). Mom worked late, but would always leave us a note on the kitchen table if there was somethin...

October 13, 2019

Looking back, it’s hard to imagine that I walked to school on my own in the 4th grade. My brother was in the middle school (6th grade) and we were just out of the two-mile radius in order to get the bus to pick us up for either school. So he walked in the opposite dire...

October 6, 2019


Blog #40 – New Kid in School   Post Oct. 6th

When I was 9, we moved to a small town about 20 minutes north of Milwaukee with a population less than 5,000. It was my mom’s hometown, so when she was a child in the 1930s, the population was probably less than 1,...

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