On her way out west, my sister drove to Florida to see the May clan and then through the south, stopping along the way to send me postcards from the places we lived as children.
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I have a wild story to share. Some of it I remember, some of it I think I remember, and some of it exists thanks to a hoarder-like collection of memorabilia. Welcome to the first draft of my life. View all posts by Mel