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And the saga continues...
So I was born. I don't remember that day very well I do have several memories of my younger years. Here they are in no particular order. I remember being in my crib (located in the front room) saying my prayers over and over ( Read more... ) -
He needs a name...
Ok... So after a conversation with my father I must report that the boy was born with a name ( Read more... ) -
Or what?
Ok so I am going to take a break from my life story to as that question ( Read more... ) -
The birth...
So ( Read more... ) -
The beginning...
This will be my first posting of what will I am sure thorough the years become a long winded and depressing collection of poor thoughts and badly reasoned opinions ( Read more... )