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Originally Posted by ilovedonks
looks like you owe us a story justj, maybe a blow for blow honeymoon TR?
I was born in a bustling town in east-central Indiana. My parents were middle class at the time I came along, fully involved in the blue-collar track of the american dream.
Mom was a quality control inspector at a wire manufacturer.
Dad was union man in a blossoming foundry, making engine components.
I was the second of two children.
It was October of 1960.
(Flashback: late December, 1959. It was not a honeymoon, but I think this is the story you were looking for)