FRONT-PORCH GOSPEL: This life story begins in 1973 (kind of) part 96
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We sat in silence for a minute. Mama was fighting fading off into a coma again, I could tell. She closed her eyes, almost involuntarily, and I could look no longer into their depth. It was as if a wind had taken a cloud and eclipsed my view of the sun.
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