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  • I was born in Pine Ridge. When i was about a year and half old, from what my mom told me, one evening she was carrying my younger brother, she was pregnant with him. She was with my dad and they were driving east of Pine Ridge and he was drinking and apparently there was some type of car accident and she ended up in the hospital. The result of that is myself and my older brothers and sisters were placed with relatives. I was placed with my grandparents in Scotts Bluff in Nebraska. And I had to live there for a while because the way my mom told me, is when my grandparents took me back to Pine Ridge, I whined and cried around so much that they just took me back to my grandparents, and that's where I grew up. I was raised by my grandparents.
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