Growing up, I was the one family member that did not seem to fit in with the others. I was tall, the rest of my family short. I was blonde, the others either dark or red headed. I liked handcrafts, the others did not. I began to wonder if I had been switched at birth....

“…I have no pity for the dead. They have gone out, gone out with flame and song, a sudden shining glory round them spread; their drooping hands raised up again and strong; only I sorrow that a man must die to find the unending beauty of the sky.” This quote from the...