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An Almost-Forgotten Memory

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I copy/pasted this story from my blog Freedom From Earthstains, originally written on 27 April 2018, but I wanted to share it here. Oh, and I’ve used original names.

Way back in the 1960’s, from second to fourth grade, I attended Mary Calcott Elementary School in Norfolk, Virginia. I still remember a few of my classmates’ names. Cindy was the prettiest girl in class, and her best…

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Good work! You’ve found my personal journal. I tell the truth here, and I find the process incredibly healing. You might too. So go ahead. Take a peek.

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