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Independence Day…2017

 The 4th of July makes me think of many things. Cookouts at my Auntie Ida’s, chicken sizzling on the grill. A trash can filled with ice cold Coca-Colas, my mother’s famous potato salad served in a bright green bowl. White … Continue reading

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