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Her mother and father were alcoholics. Her mother would pick her apart, that eyes were set too far apart, that her breasts were too small, that she was bow-legged from too much horseback riding. The kind of things that would ruin the self-esteem of the typical teenage girl and usually do. But she traveled in good circles and had friends with exceptional parents, and was able to discern early on that her parents were critically flawed along with their judgements.
I can remember sitting at the dinner table listening to my mother and father talk about current events - which was more along the lines of a disjointed rabble of opinions based upon the ingrained biases they held against just about everything - and thinking to myself, "Have they done any reading?"
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