Luckily my relatives were long lived...mostly.
I was not adopted until my folks were 37 and 38.
Came along pretty late. Those nuns at the orphanage were glad to get rid of me I guess.
I knew three pretty well.
Grandfather on moms side was very sick from having multiple strokes.
He couldn't speak or walk.
I remember some of my great grandmothers.
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