I was looking at old photos this past weekend and I saw one of my mom in breeches when she was around 11 or 12 years old. It reminded me of one of her stories when she was still alive. She told us that she often spent vacations with relatives. We knew that her parents were both busy with their separate lives so she had to be content spending her free time away from school with those who would care to spend it with her.

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