After years of living under the watchful eyes of Grandpa and Aunt Jane, my mother and father bought our new house the summer of 1963. Buying that house was a big deal for them because Mommy and Daddy were Deaf and after a lifetime of struggle and exclusion this house was a declaration of faith in themselves and more importantly their independence.
Read MoreThose of you who know me understand that fringe caftans are not my thing. I think that only place that fringe belongs is in a Rodeo but last winter my mother was getting cabin fever so Dan Clark took us to the Mall. And what Jersey girl doesn’t love a mall?
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