- Name: Marilu
- Surname: Davis
- About Me: I was born in France during WWII sometime around January 11, 1945 and although the actual date is unclear for sixty-five years January 11th is the date I celebrate my birthday. And, although there was not a written record of my birth during one of my Aunt Ruth's Gin & Tonic moments she let it slip that the name of Antoinette had been scribbled on a tattered packing slip pined to a basket in which I was placed and left on the doorsteps of a local Catholic Parish on the 15th of January, 1945.
According to my mother Aunt Ruth is full crap and she was in labor for two days before I was born. I tend to like the intrigue of Aunt Ruth’s tall tale but I trust that mother is telling me the truth.
Growing up with all my aunts vivid imaginations and tall tales floating around me created the writer that I am. The retelling of history is a challenge but I manage to get all the facts straight without embellishment for who would want a text book filled with any tall tales. But, when I can write a good fantasy narrative I am in heaven. I go wild and my fingertips have trouble keeping up with what is pouring out of my head and my imagination.
In 2014 I married a wonderful man from Texas. I happily changed my name and my address! Although, the truth is, I miss the green trees of North Carolina and Ohio I am resolved to fall in love with the Texas Panhandle and it's amenities (amenities, which I am sure will come to me at some point) and settle gracefully into married life for one should not grow old alone. I am blessed and I know it.
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