Sleeping, where? All alone?

How does a 6-year-old boy keep from crying when he is assigned to another bedroom in the house? A bedroom where he will be totally alone.

Well, I was that 6-year-old boy, and I was overjoyed. If I had known how to dance the jig, I would have been a dancing fool, as they say.

I just knew that my older sisters and possibly some of my older brothers would have a field day watching me cry. They would never have let me live that down. But I fooled all of them.

Through the first six years of my life, my three sisters and I slept in our parents’ bedroom. My two older sisters slept in their own bed. I slept with my Daddy, and my baby sister slept with our mother. A virtual

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