It’s the only way I know how. I started working when I was eight. Because I didn’t want to be home alone, I walked down to my moms salon to hang out after school…. so they put me to work. Sweeping, washing brushes, doing laundry… running for snacks. Eventually, I got to answer the phones […]
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Why My Mother Has A Boys Name
My mother was born while my grandfather was in France. During WWII. (That’s her in the photo with my grandmother). At one point, he got separated from his unit and survived by living in a hole on a farmer’s land. The farmer wasn’t thrilled, but let him stick around for a while and drink milk […]
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