On this day in 1965, my parents were married in Washington, D.C. My oldest sister was born in August 1966, which was nine months later. Their marriage didn’t last, and they divorced circa 2005. When my father died in 2021, the truth surfaced about my parent’s relationship.
David is a writer and blogger who enjoys creating literary expressions about everyday life. He is a published poet and currently doing reviews, creative writing, and storytelling. David's interests include narrating point-of-view scenarios, documenting non-fiction, and writing scripts for film and television.
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