Until the End

| This is the 294th story of Our Life Logs | Growing up in Yazoo City, Mississippi, in the 1950s was what my tomboy dreams were made of. I grew up making mud pies and racing as fast as my little legs could take me on my metal-footed pedal car. That’s what my early life was like, and it was bliss. As a teenager, I dated … Continue reading Until the End

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