Hi, Mom. (Devyn) It’s the other parental unit. Not as pretty or as fierce as your mother, but loving nonetheless. (Syn)

Your educators can only be your liberators.

America was different. America was a river, roaring along, unmindful of the past. I could wade into this river, let my sins drown to the bottom, let the waters carry me someplace far. Someplace with no ghosts, no memories, and no sins.

In the 9th grade I began my first wage work for the West Side Drug store delivering prescriptions and sundries on my bicycle to customers who called in orders.

Vernon L. Smith

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