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What my mom and dad told me.

    My mom was born in 1923.
    My dad was born in 1910.
    I was born in 1962...

    My mom told me that girls were emotionally unstable,
    because of their menstruation. 
    She told my sisters never to swim in a public pool while menstruating.
    They could get an STD or pregnant.
    Mom said that a girl wants to get pregnant and she will seduce you
    into sex.  It's their nature.

    I asked my mom if she was crazy when she married dad.
    She said "Yes. A woman cannot control her love for her man."
    I was ... skeptical and worried.

    Dad told me he wanted to marry mom after teaching her in high school.
    Dad was mom's high school English teacher.... Huh?
    Apparently, that was okay in those days.
    Dad had to get mom's grandmother's permission to marry mom.
    Mom's mother had died from breast cancer.
    Her grandmother signed with a request to live in dad's house...
    Mom was the only income for her grandmother.. Okay?

    Dad told me that his dad had married a teenage bride too.
    "A bride's best child bearing years are between 16 and late twenties." dad explained.
    Dad was old school. I asked him if he loved mom before he married her.
    "She was very beautiful, but a man must marry a healthy women and have the
    means to provide for her and her children. " dad explained..
    A man did not let his emotions rule him.

    I told mom I had kissed Marcella on the lips.
    Mom told me to be careful,  "She is trying to get into your pants."
    I said her father thought it was nice. Mom did not want me to kiss her again.
    I brought Marcella over to meet mom. Marcella was nervous and mom said nothing
    about the kissing. Instead she talked about how difficult her pregnancy was
    carrying me and that I was an 11 pound baby.

    Marcella did not want to visit after that.
    I spent a lot of time with her at her house.
    She did get into my pants.. I wore a condom.
    I was too embarrassed to buy condoms, but Marcella
    stole them from her dad's dresser.

    It was 1978.
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