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Gary Wegener (Wegener) (1966)
I was second of 4 boys in the family, and I guess we collectively drove my mom out of the house. She got hives on her arms so bad the doctor told my dad she needed a two week vacation in like Hawaii. That wasn' t in the budget, so the doctor then prescribed a job so she could get out of the house. If it pays for a sitter to watch the kids, its worth it.
Mom got a job at Marvin Landplane on East Street, eventually becoming the office manager., working there probably 20 plus years. We got sitters; only went through 2 as I recall. One, maybe both, were from the deep south and were new to indoor plumbing. Pop started bringing home live chickens for dinner; the sitter (Mrs Purse) would break their necks with a twist of the wrist, pluck'em and cook dinner. One managed to make it over the back fence in its death throws. We all thought that was pretty cool; don't remember who had to go over the fence to get it.
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