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Navarre Was Never Far
Few things were held in higher esteem within the Family Project than our ancestry. Dad was proudly French, with German on his mother’s side. Mom was Irish, her father’s family making up the English...
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“I’ve never felt lonely,” Dad once said to me. “Solitude, sure, but not loneliness.” He probably said this while we lived on the farm, when I was in my 20s. Heck, it could’ve even been earlier, when he...
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