The bangs. The kind that made me cry. And cry.
My first two years of schooling were the only times spent outside of the parochial realm until I would reach college. Kindergarten and first grade. The school was called E.J. Brown, and I am unable to find it on a map today. The elementary building was closed in 2004, and for the life of me, […]
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