You Have to Startup Somewhere

| This is the 282nd story of Our Life Logs | October 9, 1962: I was born in Norwood, Massachusetts, to first generation Russian/Polish Americans from immigrant families. I grew up in the nearby city of Millis in our Cape-style house. It was small, but it was home. My young whirring mind was as sharp as a whetstone, always looking to gain more knowledge. I was … Continue reading You Have to Startup Somewhere