CRACKED Cracked. Oh yes I was. I came from a family, some of whom, at least on my father’s immediate side were for lack of a better word, cracked. It was the drink that got them. They say my uncle Bill, Dads brother, who had TB, locked himself in his room and sadly, drank himselfContinue reading “WE SURVIVE WE THRIVE”
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