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The Basics
The Family
My older siblings being Baby Boomers then proceeded to graduate High School and start their own lives. This left me at home with my parents. I might as well have been an only child since that is how I always picture my family. It was always just me and my parents. My siblings only came home occasionally to chat with the parents and let grandma and grandpa dote on their kids. I grew up with my siblings kids. I was an uncle long before I ever set foot in the school house. The great thing about being the only child is that you don't have to share your toys or fight for the bathroom. My siblings always tell me tales of fighting for resources. They used to have to share their bedroom. I can't imagine three girls in a single bedroom in our tiny little home. My father retired in 1965 and so I never knew my dad having to go to work. Due to his advanced age, my peers always asked if my dad was my grandpa. I never knew my paternal grandparents and I only met my maternal grandmother. However, she passed away when I was quite young so I don't remember much about her. The only vivid memory I have is staring at her knick-knacks in her curio cabinet which now resides at my Aunts house. |
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