St. Vitus in the background. Early 70s.
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My Life in Pilsen
Every person has a story. Every story has a voice. This is my story of my life in Pilsen. It is told in my voice. I lived there from 1963-1979. It is a story of pain and pleasure; of sadness and fun. It is a story of paradox; about how I became broken but the trials I faced planted the seeds for my recovery.
It is a blog about how I eventually found healing.
I would hope that the overall message the few who care to read can get from reading my posts is the message of hope and healing and how anyone can overcome any adversity, no matter how monstrous, and lead a life with a semblance of peace and love
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