Unformatted text preview: The only people I ever have meaningful conversations with are all in the family, my four daughters ranging in age from 17 to 23, and my 13 year old son, and of course my charming Husband. When you ask about school, I get swept back into a time warp or something/ someplace from my childhood, not college. I was the person that defended the weak, and became friends with the picked on. I did not think it was right to tease or belittle these people. The excuses I relieved from the “bullies”, was an empty theory that made no sense, and never was there a valid reason to cause any harm, to anyone. So in high school I made it my crusade to befriend and rescue anyone being bullied or picked on. Sometimes people just need to have someone that believes in them!...
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- Spring '10
- 13 year, grandbabies, park playing Grandma, loving crazy ways