FRONT-PORCH GOSPEL: This life story begins in 1973 (kind of) part 62
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The change of scenery from the Doocy’s yelping and hollering over the red ants to my standing on the McClain’s front porch as Corrina came out later that evening was an indescribable juxtaposition, although the incongruity was nothing new for the summer. I saw it every day.
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