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Iowanian, you didn't happen to get dragged to the principals office in 6th grade by the ear by Mrs. Watts? Or get accused of stealing money out of the UNICEF box in 4th grade?
Story:
1970.
I am just over 1. We are going to church in a 63 Ford. Dad, mom, my sister (6) and I are in the front seat. I am sitting on my sisters lap.
Stopped at a corner, dad looks for oncoming traffic, moms head gets in the way. Dad pulls out and gets t-boned by another car. I am assuming the car is traveling well over 60 because there was no speed limit. We had no seat belts (not required then) and no car seats.
Sister and I lunge forward hitting the dash and both sustained massive concussions. The car spun, and at one time was told I spun out of the car. (don't think that happened)
Dad gave me mouth to mouth, as well as the person that lived on the corner.
To me, I should not be here today. As far as I know, no lasting effects other than my right eye is not the greatest. They never talked about the crash.
Mom and dad are both gone now. Mom lost her fight two weeks ago. Some of you may remember me talking about her.
Been a bitch of a two years.
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