Memories of my Mother’s friends

  • Beyond the Rusty Gate
    Beyond the Rusty Gate
    Have you ever thought back on the parents of your school friends and how they acted or lived? I thought of one today.     I remember my mother and I used to go to their house on 6th Street. I don’t know if we were visiting or if my mother helped her clean. Sometimes my mother did clean or do laundry for other people. We were poor but I didn’t realize it.     When we went to this friend’s…

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