Last week I wrote about the reasons why, in 1964, my five sons and I moved from Pennsylvania. Looking back, I wonder how I missed doing some things I should have done then, and how we ever got any further than Ohio. Let me explain. Just one month before we were to leave, I found out that I needed major “woman” surgery. There wasn’t any choice. In 1964 this operation was done much differently than today. Back then there were major incisions, today there aren’t. This meant that I couldn’t drive a car, but Don Jr. at 19 and Doug …
Ohio, here we come
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