Dad wrote a 35-page, single spaced autobiography of his childhood and young adulthood. He gave it to me about 10 years ago, and I’ve done the best I can to make it readable. OCR can’t make it out. As I get time, I’ll transcribe it. For now, here it is in its original form, warts and all.

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