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other’s Day and
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oday marks the real Mother’s and Father’s Day for me. Back in June 16, 1959, when there were only 48 states, my twin Tim and I began a journey with a tangled life - literally. The never ending debate began that day as to who is older.
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im zipped out first and me 8 minutes of Hell for my mom later. At 4 pounds each, we spent our first weeks in an incubator. Arriving 6 weeks early, we would forever be Gemini Twins.
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s twins we were never dressed alike I came home first--to a home with two older siblings already. A younger one to come. e were all brought up as unique and proud people by our proud parents. We all became our own unique and proud people.
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t 58 and 58 plus 8 minutes, twin Tim and I are at the age where we now talk about ailments--with a lot of denial. I am reminded of my age every time I try to get out of my old Miata. When my 20+ daughter and I went to a movie, she got a child discount and I got a senior discount.
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hank you mom and dad for making this and every