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Originally Posted by *Beth*
It sounds like the day was a fabulous success! Oooh, I love red hair.
My uncle was deaf. The gentlest, kindest man. He grew up in Brooklyn, lived in NYC as an adult, where he worked as an accountant. Was given a command by a cop to stop once (he was walking & they were looking for a robbery suspect). He didn't hear them and they roughed him up. It was horrible.:
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Both my daughter and granddaughter have red hair! My daughter loves her hair color and has never dyed her hair.
Yeah, I’ve heard stories about things like that. Once during a “wellness “ check on me, I was sound asleep and they broke my door down and surrounded me in my bed with guns drawn. I say that was really something to wake up to!
My poor cat had climbed in bed with me and was trying to hide under me, he was so scared.