I don’t remember being particularly difficult as a child, but I must have been. I remember my mother becoming absolutely frazzled trying to deal with me. Did I cry when she tried to tame my curly hair? I can see her standing over me with a brush in her hand and a look of frustration on her face. Was I rebellious? I remember “running away” with my cousin – heading down the highway to go someplace where we thought we could ride a horse. I remember how angry everyone was when they found us.
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