I only lived in Ohio for five years (5 years old through 10 years old) and I still consider it my home. This is where I began my new life. This is where I had a home with two parents, a sister, a dog and two cats. This is where I had friends, and this is where I felt the most stable. For the first time in my young life, I felt relaxed. I was no longer worried that I would have to move again, or that something bad would happen to me. If you were to ask me in 1974 what the most important thing to me was, I would have told you having my own home and looking at two people and without hesitation, calling them Mom and Dad.


 
To Be Continued....