Sarah Hudson Pierce: Memories from May 31, 1962

My eyes were glued on the clock over our dining room table in the loving foster home of Cullen and Martha Adair. This was the day that I had anticipated for two months as I packed my bag ready to  go.   Two months can be an eternity o
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