
Mai 1981
My oldest son trying to be the hero to put his world right.
His dad and I had been living apart for nearly two years. In july 1980 I returned to live on 187th street but things were not all settled yet. Kenny was a few months old and Eddie wanted to defend his brother and me. LOOK at those hands, he flew the way it was supposed to be. He also raced through the house so his cape would float behind him.
My new husband watched the Superman movie sooooo many times and Eddie enjoyed it.
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