Remembering the birthday of January 31, 1941

"Happy Birthday Earline, hope it's your best one ever".

Well howdy do, it gets better every year.

Now it's public and thank you very much.

Let me tell you all a bit about myself in case you haven't yet figured me out.

I was born in the wee hours of the night on January 31st, 1941. Being the dead of winter it was COLD. In fact, my memory of how cold my birthday was is from hearing my parents tell about the situation at our house during my birth.

My family lived in Flomaton, Alabama on the south side of the railroad tracks ( south side/wrong side) near Rosehill Cemetery.

The little faux bric...

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