12 avril 2013 ~ 0 Commentaire

Time Flies When You Are Having Fun

Christmas 1979 (ish). We didn’t have a lot of money. My foster dad and I lived humbly in a one bedroom home. My dad slept out on the couch in the living room, which later in life he replaced with a bed as he was getting older. I had the one bedroom, that had two […]

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