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Alright, I can only really speak for myself. But I would match my experiences against hers without any hesitation. For the longest time I wouldn't even talk about it, because there's a sense of unworthiness and humiliation attached to those early experiences that's hard to describe. You just don't talk about it and you try not to think about it. When at long last you finally pull yourself out of a disaster of a childhood, you don't really want to spend any time dwelling on how truly bad it was. It was my wife who got me to thinking about it in terms of how remarkable (in her view) the transformation was. She could see it from her perspective; I refused to look at it from mine.

But, being male and white, I had no liberal organizations looking to make me into a pop star and no affirmative action quotas being tossed my direction. I went to state universities because they were all I could afford. That's alright. I'm very happy where and how I ended up. I don't think I would have enjoyed a liberal enclave like Harvard even if I had qualified and could afford to go to such a place.

Sorry but I did not post number 46. There seems to be some bitter “old”people here. I am not necessarily talking about age . I have not had a terrific life either. I lost my younger daughter in 2004 from complications of Crohn’s Disease. The people on FR helped keep me sane . I told some here that I could have had the biggest pity party in the world but I hate parties! Then just 2 years later my hubby died of liver cancer. Two months before he died my older brother died from radiation exposure during his early Air Force days. Then a few months later my wonderful Christian mother died. We knew it was her time to go home because she was about 3 months short of being 103. She lived a long life and had been singing “Going Home” for years. We miss them so very much but God knows what He is doing. Between when my daughter died and my mom's deaths, we lost about 25 aunts, uncles, and cousins. In the past year, my aunt lost her 3 daughters to different kinds of cancer. Two were about my age and we had grown up together. How does any parent lose 3 daughters in 10 months? I know how hard it was losing 1 but losing all of her daughters is so much worse. We all have to depend on God through the rough times in our lives. After all, He never promised us an easy life! OK! That is my sermon for today. It still makes my Teary eyed remembering all the wonderful people we have lost.