Last week I had a few thoughts about my 61st birthday coming in a few weeks.This time of year I think about birthdays.Family birthdays.
When I was born, it was pretty simple for my parents.I was born at home.In the same bed in which I was conceived.Hey, they didn't do kinky.The doctor came to the house.That's just what they did in Malta in 1950.
Five years later, Ma was pregnant again.This time
Sunday, March 20, 2011
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