Charles, age 1, and me, age 2, at Christmas. We wouldn't see snow until 1967, when it snowed in North Louisiana and our parents sent us kids by train to visit grandparents before the snow melted. At 14, I was (capably) in charge of the siblings, ages 13, 11, 7, and 4. Plus we were all well-behaved children. |
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