Most of us remember when and where we were when a personal or cultural defining moment occurred. Hubby’s was the JFK assassination, mine was hearing Queen’s Bohemian Rhapsody for the first time, older children’s is 9/11. Youngest kiddle’s defining moment was the first time she realized it could be dark outside and warm. Freaked. Her. Out. It’s an Alaskan thing. ~ Emery Lamb
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