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                              My Death Changed My Life

     My story starts in 1980 on a hot August day. It was August 26th, my oldest brothers birthday, a day that is etched in all of our memories. It was the day of my accident, the day I died. Here let me set the stage or rather paint the picture if you will...

     It was around 1 pm in the afternoon, my mom was cutting off corn to put in the freezer, while sitting at the kitchen table. All of us kids had gone up to…