Children

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Please call me Pamela, not Pam

The doctor had to spank me to get to me to breathe when I was born just minutes before midnight in 1958. Or maybe he was just mad he was called from a formal dinner dance, and delivered me in his black suit. My father didn't see me for two weeks until my mother flew back to the remote outpost where …

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