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May 2007

The Best Mom I Could Be

Under the dictatorship of alcohol

Alcohol is a dictator. It told me when, where, and how I could drink and took me to places I didn't want to go. I was born the youngest of six girls on a tobacco farm in Southern Ontario, Canada. When I was three years old, my father passed away. Soon afterward, Mom put a grower on the farm, and we moved to a small village where I lived until I grew up and moved away. Mom never drank, smoked, or remarried, and she went to Mass every morning. There was no action at our house!

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