I Know How A Butterfly Feels. Ann Palmer
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That is only one aspect to my “walking alone” – ironic that for my 1st wedding I used the song “When you walk through a storm hold your head up high – etc. – You’ll never walk alone” – Well, I HAVE! And what a struggle it has been!
I don’t know that you are even curious or care to know about my life but if not, you can just throw away the letter. I seem to recall that in the ‘60ies you were in L.A. and we had lunch or dinner, so you may recall some of my potpourri life! Marriage to Debbie’s father was forced because of pregnancy – he was a rebound date due to your telling me we couldn’t see each other and you had a girlfriend, whom I assume is the one you married. Number two husband was an actor/car salesman who couldn’t decide if he wanted me, a man or another woman. Number three was an older man, after Debbie disappeared, who patted me on the head with “I will take care of you, little girl” – HA!! He moved me to Florida where I had no friends or life other than him and he was a terrible alcoholic plus three pack-a-day smoker. We separated in the late ‘70ies, I returned to CA, he died in the early ‘90ies with liver cancer, no wonder!
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