I lost my own son (Steven) at 18, five years ago, in a car accident, so I can really sympathize with what the families have gone through.
I lost my own son (Steven) at 18, five years ago, in a car accident, so I can really sympathize with what the families have gone through.
We looked on the hopheads, crooks and gunsels and on their bawdy ladies as members of a family among whom we were privileged to move. There was no caste system, moral or social, in our manners.
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