1.88 Umpteenth Time
May 1952 • Sonora, California “For the umpteenth time, I don’t know why she left,” my sixteen-year-old sister snapped. “No, I don’t know when we’ll see her again, No, I don’t know where she went and no, I don’t know if she’s coming back. Now don’t ask any more questions.” Mom was gone, and this time Carleen […]
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Writings~Rambles~Rhymes
I write about my family, ramble about what I think I believe, and throw in occasional rhyme regarding my ancestors.
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