Memories We Forget
I have always preferred the journey to the destination. When I was growing up, my family drove back and forth between Florida and New York every summer. My father did the driving, my mother sat next to him, and my older brother and sister sat in the back seat. This left the cavernous back of the fam...
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VCU Scholars Compass
2005
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| Online Access: | http://scholarscompass.vcu.edu/etd/1215 http://scholarscompass.vcu.edu/cgi/viewcontent.cgi?article=2214&context=etd |