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Wednesday, March 10, 2010

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Sylan Ozene: It is the name of my grandmother on my father's side. I never knew her, she died over a decade and a half before I was born. She gave me my name, by virtue of naming my father; whose name I share. It is a name as unique as hers, and people often comment on it -- but I will not share it with you at present. For now, I'll give my long dead grandmother voice through me in a forum she could have never imagined in her lifetime. What era was hers? Think dust-bowl depression era, do the math and you might arrive at an approximation of my age. I am her grandson.

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