Just a kid with a Mom. And like all kids do, we take our Moms for granted. I sure did… well into adulthood.
As a youngster, the oldest of 5, Mom didn’t seem all that extraordinary. She showered around 9:00 at night, curled her hair in the kitchen in front of her illuminated mirror and left for the night. While we slept, she cared for some of the sickest …
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