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Do these years, these 10 special years, set the path for life, as
an evolutionary process or for our 100 years? I suppose they
do. Did they give me a happy disposition like my mother, or a
lack of patience like my father? Did I learn to be independent,
to seldom join other groups, and infrequently have any interest
in leadership? Did my brothers interests and hobbies, his
teaching skills have an effect on me and help me? Was this the
foundation of my analytic skills, and tenacious attitude towards
the right thing to do?

Maybe; for it was a wonderful combination of ingredients.
The apartments, the woods, school, movies and fantasies,
imagination and heroes, individual activities, and sports, the
children with varied backgrounds, and my parents all added
up.
My parents most of all brought me into the world, and
nurtured me, for all these years. The older I got the more
difficult it must have been. I’m in hopes that it was nearly as
rewarding for them as it was for me.

Had they not chosen to move to Washington, and of course to
Virginia, and to Fairlington, my experiences would have been
different. My sense of community would have been
different. Where would I have experienced so many other
children my own age, and families that had similar interests.
Interests that because of the world they were a part of, and
kept changing. That they embraced change, and it helped me
embrace it also. Possibly long before the rest of our country,
and world did.

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