So 30 years ago this coming Sunday my mother popped me out of her body and into a sterile and frigid room deep in the heart of Springfield, Massachusetts, U.S.A., or so I've been told, having no recollection of the event myself. Yeah, a "milestone" of a birthday (or so Hallmark would have us believe) that I no longer fear nor dread. My youthful and
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