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I'm sure life was not easy growing up. Someone always compared you to your

sinful father, being told you were just like me. In many respects, you are. We both

like to fly, as the pictures will soon show. You were leaving airplanes while in flight
was not a problem for either.

Great business mind and a genius when it comes to numbers. I know that was

never in my DNA.

Moving in with your Grandmother, helping her with property, being there for her.

The two of you were real pals, much like with my Grandmother Sadie, but without

the mental abuse, I had inflicted on her. Besides your Grandmother, Belle would
have knocked you out. She could be mean, a callous woman. She was allergic to all

pain meds. She underwent surgery on her hip without any meds and did the same

with the dentist. We called her Old Iron Sides. Always thought she would do well as
a CIA agent if being interrogated by the enemy.

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