It was more than a date. A lot more.
It happened 97 years ago today. The day my mother was born, on Bolander Avenue in Dayton, Ohio. She was the only child to come from her parents, Edward and Regina. My guess is, Regina would have no more of THAT. Mom told us, many times, how much she wanted brothers and sisters. And as […]
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