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Little Hands by Deborah Nash Ott
I am running to my father’s side because he has called me.
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Claribel By Deborah Nash Ott
Claribel Nash neé Wiese had been a school-teacher, too. For a time in a one-room schoolhouse near Cumberland, Indiana
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Mom's Trump Card by Rick Whitaker
I asked my mom why Butch despised me--was it just because I was gay? No, Mom said, there’s more to it than that
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Floodwater by Deborah Nash Ott
Just before the big flood of 1972 in Rochester, New York, in the wake of Hurricane Agnus, my father moved out of our house for good.
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