One day when I was 8 ½ years old and in 3rd grade, I stayed home alone from school. We lived in a somewhat safe, middle-class suburb of Houston. I was a latchkey kid. We latchkeys were easily identified by our markings: A string with a key on it, worn as a necklace. Peeps had to…
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When I was a developing toddler, I had to wear “Forrest Gump” leg braces that looked something like this: I swear I can still smell the steel and the…
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