Yes, I remember I was looking for shells in the sand about half way down the beach toward the water and I picked up what I thought was a shiny shell but it was a mustard seed necklace. The chain was broken. It was just below the surface of the sand as though it had been dropped. I know that's...
When I was 10 years old in 1961, my family lived in Torrance, California.
I remember seeing on the news a report about a missing girl named Karen Lynn Tompkins. The reporters were at her house and you could see her poor mother reclined on the couch with a cold compress on her forehead. I felt...
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