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a man of letters (3) – prejudice by any other name is still prejudice


While the war took center stage in everyone’s mind in 1942 and my dad noticed that his hunting and fishing buddies in Richards, Texas had a younger sister, apparently hormones were also raging in my dad’s brother Ray who would have been … Continue reading

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