Flashback Three: January 4, 1965

To continue.

Monday Jan 4

It’s been a while since I’ve chipped away at this, and my parents’ declining memories have made me realize I really need to be writing down more of what I remember. I can’t ask them about any of it anymore.

The older I get, the more history in general intrigues me. Times were different, but people…people were so much the same.

After the S—–s left we bundeled the children off to bed then decorated the tree.

I believe we’ve already covered my horror at this...