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I was born the youngest of three daughters. Looking back I realize I must have inherited the writing gene from my dad. He was always making up stories and reciting poetry when we were growing up. We had such a happy childhood and I have vivid memories of sitting by the fire with the lights out listening to my dad tell ghost stories. My mom was the more serious parent, but she was the cement that held us all together. I wouldn't change my family for all the money in the world. My two sisters mean the world to me even though I've lived thousands of miles away from them for many years. We promised our mom we would always be loving sisters. � � � � � Type your text here. Type your text here. Type your text here. Type your text here. Type your text here. Type your text here. Type your text here. Type your text here. Type your text here. Type your text here. Type your text here. Type your text here. Type your text here. Type your text here. Type your text here. Type your text here. Type your text here. Type your text here. Type your text here. Type your text here. Type your text here. Type your text here. Type your text here. |
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June Wilson
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