I discovered Facebook after I retired from teaching and lost my behind in the oilfields of West Texas. My wife and I packed up what we could in a borrowed pickup and left the rest to the bankers. One of the few things I kept from my past was 20,000 pictures my mother had saved for me when she died. I remember sitting at the kitchen table with her, laughing and looking at those old photos. She w...
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