Mary Margaret McMurtry

1 Month Ago

Remembering My Father

Thomas Marshall Judd was my father. He was somewhat withdrawn in social settings so I knew most of his early story through my mother, who was engaged to someone else when my dad proposed. Most of my memories of him involved going to the beach after a hot day (this was in Mogadishu), and later, watching the news on TV together when we got back to Chevy Chase. After my mother passed, he remarried and I was in college, so our lives diverged.

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