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THE MOTHER ITHAT I HAVE LOVED ALL MY LIFE by Robert L Grear
Once my mother and i had gone to a house where no one knew us, and they asked me how old my sister was.

I Remember Mom Part 1 by Carl C. Grear, Jr.
I remember Mom and I walking through San Francisco's Chinatown where we lived until I was about 4 years old when out of nowhere came a large noisy green truck with spewing water and swirling brushes that looked like they were going to suck me right into them. But Mom calmed my fears and told me to just stay close to her. I had no problem obeying that day.