My parents had contact with Organized Crime. My opponent acts like a gangster. Trump had it easy while I’m down on the river trying to stay warm while I unloaded trucks all night. The President and I are the same age.
It didn’t dawn on me I was homeless until I awoke in a very cold field in Oklahoma. It had gotten below freezing. I shivered myself to sleep. There was frost on the ground and on my poor sleeping bag. I greeted the warmth of the rising sun. I heard my angel say this;
“You can die this way!”
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I believe it was January 7, 1964. I’m telling time by the day President Kennedy got shot. I was ironing my pants on the house on Glendon in West Los Angeles when I heard the news. Millions of people can recall exactly what they were doing. I can see the steam rising from my pegged pants as I pressed hard down on the seam that I had to get exactly right. Our sister Christine had taught my brother Mark how to sew, and I asked him to show me. This…
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