Lived in 15 different homes and has a great story for every one.
When I was 12 I lived in a small town called Ruch, Oregon. Ruch was mainly farming country. Lots of hicks and horses. It got cold in the winter, smoky in the summer, and it was perfect. My brother, my mother, my father, and I all lived in a beautful A-frame home in the middle of nowhere. It took us an hour to get to the nearest health food store, which we visited weekly. Of course, there was only one school in Ruch. My 9-year-old brother and I attended for 3 days. After my parents learned that the school was affiliated with the church next door they pulled us right out. We didn't like it much anyway. However, this left us with no place to learn and no place to go every day. So, my parents decided to homeschool us and while making that decision they could not have seen what was coming.