| This is the 551st story of Our Life Logs® | The year was 1981. I was fresh out of high school in Las Vegas, Nevada, and I had just...

My parents waited anxiously for my birth as I was their first child. They loved me like no other and dotted over me, but our poverty...

As the baby of the family, I was the apple of everyone’s eye. My dad was a businessperson who worked at a supermarket...

My father made little money as a government officer and could not afford to take care of us kids...

That’s when she married my stepfather who served in the US Military. Because of his job, we moved to the US...