Mom wrote me an email fixing my factual errors. I post that letter here, unchanged. Unchanged because, well, it’s sweet and dear and perfect.
Son;
You did remarkably well with only a few errors which were just out of order chronologically (big word for me to spell with out a dictionary) I was born in hospital in Nyssa, Oregon but went home to a tent house and traveled to Newberg when about 6 months old, and lived in a 1 room cabin across the driveway from my Grandparents Searles ( my father's parents) . Aunt Dee was born 1 year after me and we all 4 lived in that 1 room shack. When my Dad came back from the Navy on a medical discharge, he tried farming, worked for the city of Newberg, and sold insurance for State Farm Mutual, and then went to work for the Post Office. Your father and I were married an he left for Japan one month later and came back 18 months later, then we went to Quantico Marine Base in Virginia for 15 months.
The young man in the butcher shop at Naps and I had a crush on each other, however we were both recovering from bad marriages and we never fully reached out to each other.
You were 5 years old when Dad and I married....and Paula was born 1 year and 1 month later.
You did a good job with the information you had....I got a chuckle from it. I LOVE you. Mom
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