When I was six, my parents decided that it would be a good idea to let me pick what color to paint my bedroom in our new house. 718 more words
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Yesterday keys exchanged hands and now someone else calls the place his own. As I surveyed the property of my childhood home — the home my mother lived in for more than 55 years — one last time it was surprising to feel not so much sadness and loss but rather relief. 455 more words
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Alton Blackwell is back. It’s been nine months since the incident with the Rabinol vaccine. 149 more words