I recently re-read Harper Lee’s classic, To Kill A Mockingbird, and loved it as much as I did the first time, reminding me of my own upbringing in a small Southern town where everyone seemed to have a role and know their “place.” It was actually more a depiction of my older sister Kathy’s childhood in the 1940s and 1950s than it was a depiction of my ch…
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