Category: Veronica
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Grandpa: My First Teacher
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I never really got in the habit of calling Charles “Dad.” I did call him Dad with my classmates. I did so for two reasons. First of all it felt weird calling him Charles with kids my own age and other people in Rosalia. Also his father had the same…
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About Steve And His Sissy Brother
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Growing up, Steve and I knew each other as cousins. He lived in Dallas, Texas. His mom was my mother’s sister. He had two older siblings, both sisters. Over the years, I had had occasion to speak to my aunt and members of he family. When Grandma started me on…
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Ned, My First Crush
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it is doubtful that Ned will ever stumble across this blog nor ever find this post. How will he feel to know I consider his my first crush. Time has a way of changing people and I simply do not know how it might regard this post. So as I…
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Preamble: The Day My World Fractured
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Could it have felt any more awkward? I am not sure how. I was thirteen years old and meeting my older brother for the first time. I had only come to know of Steve a week earlier. In the coming days, I would learn that he was equally unaware that…