I had a huge fear as a kid that my parents would both die. I'm pretty sure I was 11 or so. I wondered which of our relatives would take in my little sister and me. We had a big, close extended family, so it wasn't like Lisa and I would be out in the cold. It was only many years later--actually quite recently--that I put the pieces together and figured out where that fear came from. It would have been right after President Kennedy's assassination. Though I lived in a kind of "Leave it to Beaver/Donna Reed" small town baby-boom paradise, I had proof positive that young parents could die.
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I had a huge fear as a kid that my parents would both die.
I had that one, too. I bet most kids do.
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