Beth was my sister, my first friend and one of my closest friends. Beth and I grew up together. We played together as children. I recall one occasion when I convinced her that dirt was good for her hair and that a good bucketful dumped on her head would make her hair all the more beautiful. We rebelled from our parents in a similar fashion. I remember her driving me crazy every … [Read more...]
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