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My earliest childhood memory is of seeing my maternal, german grandfather in a poor, dimly… more
I remember a swarm of monarch butterflies in a pine tree at a truck stop in Georgia where my… more
I am on the beach at Joss Bay on a green and brown rough woollen blanket. I have a feeling… more
The back door to 3 Fore Street was green, once black and once before white. The heat of summer… more
It is not my earliest childhood memory but a memory that reminds me of how naturally persistent… more
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