On March 20, 1932 in Kansas City A star was born, A supernova, beautiful inside and out widening her orbit as her universe expanded. A beautiful dreamer who went places she’d never even dreamed of. An only child born during the depths of the Great Depression, raised during the Second World War both events shaping her and preparing her to withstand any hardships to follow. When she was little, she rode the streetcar with Gramma Lida “to the pretty part of town.” She cared for her own father when he passed, Finishing high school by night tending her father by day, Her mother blazing a trail a single mom long before the term was in vogue She knew things would be different for her own children one day. On a trip out west, a young Mary Ann, in turquoise pedal pushers, decided California would be a nice place to live, full of beautiful places and beautiful people. And warm. California was warm and inviting. ...
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