Everyone has a great story – where you came from, what has happened to you. Your experiences and those of your family tell an amazing story that is yours alone.
Here is part of mine. My dad was born in 1936 in Louisiana, Missouri. At the time, my grandparents were living in the home of an older couple they helped take care of. The man in that home was quite elderly and a Civil War veteran.
Dad is a twin, and my aunt told me my dad and uncle were so tiny when they were born, they fit in a shoe box. My grandfather moved the family to Texas right before World War II for a job.
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