I’m appreciating the way my mother made homes for us in my
first decade. Our existence had us living in hotels, auto courts, seedy
apartments, and nice places just before we moved again. Wherever we were was
home. I have no feelings of deprivation because of rootlessness as the roots
traveled with us. All the school changes were difficult. Twelve schools by the
time I finished fourth grade in Eureka. Made me sensitive to new kids as a
teacher.
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