What fruitcake taught me about unconditional love
Last updated 9/26/2012 at 9:26pm
My name is Robert Little Fox Hill and I was born in Palao, California, on December 24, 1947. I know that because it’s on my birth certificate.
Three days later we moved to a reservation in Oklahoma. For the next seven years, that’s where we lived.
My biological father was wounded in the Korean War. His whole platoon was thought to be dead. They left the bodies in the field for three days and when they went out to pick up the corpses, they found him still alive.
After that he got hooked on drugs trying to deal with the pain of his injuries so the Army did a nice thing for him—they kick...
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