Black Oak's Daughter

When I was a kid, Halloween was a lot different.  We dressed up, and had parties at school. Masks were allowed, but we mostly just wore them for the costume judging, and trick or treating. They weren’t really comfy enough to keep on all day.
After school, we trick or treated all the way home.  It [...]

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…since I’ve been here?
It’s been busy. I spent this weekend further detrashing and moving furniture around.  My living room has miraculously appeared. There are still a couple of small piles to give away. The next charity pick up is the first week of November, so that will take care of most of it. I’m doing [...]

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I am the child of children of the Great Depression.  My parents were born in the early 1920’s. My mother’s family lost their house during that time, and my father’s family lived in poverty, a divorce already putting them in a bad position before the downturn.
As a child of my parents, I grew up surrounded [...]

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Yet another week has gone. More progress has been made. Once the trash pick up is made this week, the entertainment center will be gone.
It probably seems pretty odd to an outsider that getting rid of something like a piece of furniture means so much to someone.  This piece of furniture though, was physically a [...]

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