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Sunday, May 07, 2006a love story, part twoI'm here because my parents have suffered a horrible tragedy. Anyone who needs to know knows. Mom and Dad both lost their parents at a young age and they lost my brother and me at an unfortunate later age. As far as I know, they had only a handful of friends. Acquaintances, rather. There were Tom and Ellen, my parents only friends, the mailman, the only regular visitor, and my dad's boss. He'd talked to him recreationally all of five times in the decades during his employment. I have no idea if they've seen each other since.As tragedies go, this one is not the worst. But try to tell that to the five hundred people who live in this town. Okay, in all honestly, it may be eight hundred, but when the population is so small they know when you take a shit, it doesn't matter a whole lot. My parents were murdered. Well, one of them was. It is the general consensus that my mother killed my father and then herself. I blame my imagination for the resentment I feel in that. Typical woman to give in to such guilt. [part i, ii, iii, iv, v, and vi.] posted by jessica at 5:10 AM -
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The Sneetches by Dr. Seuss. This is one of my absolute favorite stories. Focusing on prejudice, it demonstrates the silliness of segregating people based on categories (race, religion, gender, etc). The story's strength is that it shows just how arbitrary these categories are.
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