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EIGHT MAIDS A-MILKING
This blog is where memory meets meaning — where the past echoes in postcards, trauma turns into story, and laughter often arrives when it’s least expected. Eight Maids A-Milking is more than a memoir. It’s a raw, unfiltered excavation of childhood, survival, and the legacy of silence — told with humor, grit, and heart.
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This image is a real postcard I sent to my mother from Dachau concentration camp. That moment — both absurd and profound — sparked this journey of reflection.
Through these blog posts, I’ll share glimpses behind the pages: the stories that shaped the book, the truths I couldn’t fit in, and the ones I still wrestle with.
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Thank you for reading, remembering, and walking with me.

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