I am one of 8 siblings from the loins of two beautiful people. My parents were as loving and supportive as they knew how to be. Times were different in the 40’s, 50’s, 60’s America…much more than today. My elementary school, rural area (24-30 thousand pop.), was made up of a dying ‘Leave it to Beaver’ mentality that was quickly and forcibly experiencing social change. We moved to a larger city, in which I attended Jr. High, and High School. This was an upsetting awakening to the status quo. The influx of lives of so many different, wonderful souls…made up of different ethnicities, colors, and culture. The green grass of our known culture was being flooded with beautiful color…forever to change the landscape of our single cultural and social existence.
The Family Scruples
My oldest sister had started dating a handsome man, a talented man, involved in the sports…
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