I grew up in the tiny town of Walnut Ridge, Arkansas. I’m the oldest of four kids, and I’m lucky to be a part of a really big, super close family. I had one set of grandparents down the street, with my cousins living next door, and my other grandparents were only half an hour away. I remember a lot of “bunking parties” with all the cousins, swimming and playing outside, eating homegrown fruits and veggies, and attempting to sew Barbie clothes.
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