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  • My off again, on again education, was really beating me down. I wondered if this day would ever come? If it did would I be too old too enjoy it? Would I be too ashamed to march? Would I be the oldest one marching?
    Well.... That was a struggle, against everything in me. No car, no job, no life, no money, no honey, no church, no time, no me, no nothing, just teachers and books!
    I hung in there and I finally did it! Oh it wasn't easy, I shed many, many tears, but on December 18, 2011, I finally marched! Talking about a struggle for a cause! Thank God I made it!
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